thinking about the world where shane & ilya express sadness over not having many photos documenting their relationship from before they were public and luca haas quietly texts them a link to a 30 page hollanov manifesto with photos from every time they were ever in the same vicinity time stamped and dated. Secret glances, little smiles, a few obscure angles of hands on the smalls of each other’s back, footage of them looking lovingly at the other, a shit ton of body checks with wild grins on their faces











