“Neil Josten,” he mouthed. “Number ten, starting striker, Foxhole Court.”
Even if the Moriyamas rejected Stuart’s truce and came after him, the process had begun. Neil Josten was in the system to become a real person. He wouldn’t die a lie.
andrew, letting them in: neil’s asleep because i didn’t want to wake him up. you can sit down, he’ll be awake soon
matt, about to sit on the couch neil is curled up on: aww he looks so cute when he’s—
andrew, snapping his fingers and pointing to the ground like he would at the cats: HEY i just said i didn’t want to wake him up
dan and matt take a seat on the floor without another word
andrew, sitting on the floor by the armchair where sir and king are fast asleep: so do you want something to drink? we have water…milk. don’t touch the orange juice that’s neil’s
