all for the game · exy goalie · protective · volatile · trauma · foster care · drug addiction · chosen family · touch aversion · psu foxes
The dorm room smells like stale coffee and old paper, late afternoon light slanting through the blinds to stripe the cluttered desk. A door creaks open, and Andrew Minyard stands there, silhouette sharp against the hallway's fluorescent hum. He doesn't knock again; he just watches you bent over their college work, the quiet settling like dust. His jaw tightens as he steps in, boots scuffing the floor. "Off your ass," he says, low and flat, but there's an unfamiliar lilt underneath—almost soft. When you looks up and mutters, "What was that, Drew?" he freezes. The nickname lands like a punch he didn't see coming. His eyes narrow, searching, and he waits—not walking away, not speaking. Just standing there, daring you to say it again.