Read the foxhole court online7/27/2023 ![]() ![]() You could be something if only you'd try."Īndrew's smile was small and cold. "Flattery is uninteresting and gets you nowhere." Something as pointless as this game is can never be fun." Should I tell you what I told him? I said no. "Someone else asked me that same thing two years ago. It's just slightly less boring than living is, so I put up with it for now." "I don't care enough about Exy to hate it. "I'd grieve forever," Andrew dead-panned.Īndrew sighed as if Neil was being purposefully obtuse. You'd probably get arrested, and they might even suspend our entire team until they think they can trust us again. "I think that's a little more serious than a red card. ![]() "What happens when a referee catches you with a weapon on the court?" Neil asked. "That's not the one you tried to cut Nicky with. "Is that your slow attempt at suicide or do you actually have sheathes built into those?" Neil asked. Metal glinted in the overhead lights as Andrew pushed it back under the dark cloth a few seconds later. He tucked two fingers into the band on his opposite arm and slid free a long, slim blade. Why he had them on in the middle of the night, Neil didn't know. From what Neil heard, they were a sarcastic joke meant to help people distinguish the twins from one another. Now, without bulky armor and gloves in the way, Neil could finally see Andrew's trademark accessories: black bands that covered his arms from his wrists to his elbows. Andrew wore long sleeves to pick Neil up from the airport, and Neil had only seen him in court gear since then. More interesting than Andrew's calm demeanor was the baggy tshirt and sweatpants Andrew was wearing. Andrew had likely come off his drugs to sleep. Neil almost accused him of violating his parole again before he remembered what time it was. It'd been weeks since Neil last saw him sober and he'd gotten used to Andrew's drugged mania. ![]() The blank expression on his face was startling. He was leaning forward, arms folded across his knees, as he stared Neil down. Andrew was sitting in the first stairwell about ten steps up. Neil slowly turned, dragging his gaze along the empty home bench to the seats behind it. Neil waited, but Andrew didn't elaborate. "No," Andrew said, somewhere to Neil's left. He didn't turn to see where Andrew was but raised his voice enough that Andrew would hear. He didn't have to look to know who it was the intensity of the other man's stare set his nerves on edge with its weight. Neil was watching Kevin, but it didn't take him long to realize someone else was watching him. He set his standards impossibly high and tried for them with everything he had, and he didn't understand why others wouldn't do the same. Kevin was more demanding of himself than he was of anyone around him. Watching Kevin going at it in the middle of the night, fierce and merciless, was almost enough that Neil forgave him. ![]()
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