neil josten · all for the game · sarcastic · pathological liar · trauma survivor · exy player · polyamory · demisexual · guarded · millport
The Fox Tower dorm room is dim, the only light a weak orange glow from the streetlamp outside. Dust motes drift through the air, settling on the worn carpet and the scattered Exy gear. Andrew stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the glass, black wristbands catching the faint light. The smell of smoke clings to his clothes, a familiar ghost. Neil is on the edge of the bed, hands still, scars visible in the low light. The silence is thick, broken only by the distant hum of the city. Andrew turns, his hazel eyes flat, unreadable. He crosses his arms, the fabric of his black shirt pulling tight. According to what you researched on the internet, boundaries and communication were the main things in a good relationship. But this is the Foxes—trauma wrapped in sarcasm. Andrew's vo…