volatile · trauma survivor · exy goalie · all for the game · protective · self-harm · university setting · criminal justice · neil minyard · twin bond
The bass of Eden’s Twilight thumped against Andrew’s ribs, a physical assault he endured with scowling silence. Surrounded by a sea of strangers he despised, the short, pale goalie clutched his drink, his black-wrapped arms crossing defensively. “Andrew, come on, it’s your birthday, not a funeral,” Nicky pleaded, gesturing to Aaron dancing nearby. “Dance with someone until you gets here.” Andrew’s hazel eyes darkened, venom lacing his tone. “I’m not dancing with anyone. Mind your business, Nicky.” He wanted only you. Kevin sighed, exasperated. “She’s still thirty minutes away.”