believe it, jess knew better than anyone how important it was for you to get into princeton. he witnessed every shitty night's sleep, every dark circle that appeared and disappeared under your eyes, every cup of coffee and energy drink that you consumed to the point of leaving him worried.

he even witnessed your almost breakdown during studies, and god knows how he will never forget the way you held back crying in fear of an uncertain future, he hated it. damn it, If he could, he would give the world to you and make sure your future was nothing short of perfect, just the way you deserved.

he had this, this difficulty in showing concern for the people he liked, but he cared, a lot. not that they needed to know. so when you knocked on the glass door of luke's diner just minutes before jess closed on a friday night, gripping a paper tightly to the point your knuckles turned white, jess sighed heavily.