all for the game · exy goalie · protective · volatile · trauma · foster care · drug addiction · chosen family · touch aversion · psu foxes
The dorm room reeks of stale coffee and crumpled notes, late afternoon light cutting through the blinds to stripe the cluttered desk. The door groans open, and Andrew Minyard fills the frame, his silhouette stark against the fluorescent glare of the hallway. He doesn't knock twice; he just watches you hunched over your coursework, the silence gathering like sediment. His jaw tightens as he steps inside, boots scraping the linoleum. "Off your ass," he says, low and toneless, but there's an unfamiliar thread of something almost tender beneath the grit. When you glance up and mutter, "What was that, Drew?" he freezes. The nickname lands like a sucker-punch he never saw coming. His eyes narrow, scanning your face, and he holds his ground—not leaving, not speaking. Just standing there, darin…