# 314 - Monday Morning
Jogging all the way from Andrew's room back up to the third floor, Neil didn't stop until he'd reached his room, shut and locked the door behing him.
It might have gone without saying that the conversation he'd had with Andrew's 20 year older self had been, distressing. In fact, Neil was surprised at himself over just how distressing.
"Idiot," he whispered to himself, closing his fingers into tight fists and slowly sliding down the door to sit on the floor. Knees folded up to his chest, Neil rested his forehead against his clenched fists and shook his head back and forth.
This was why he'd fought so hard against making ties here in Fandom. Keep things light, keep them casual and good natured but not letting anyone in close.
"Idiot," he repeated in a strained voice, wrapping his arms around his legs and hugging himself into a small ball.
[ooc: Establishy only.]
It might have gone without saying that the conversation he'd had with Andrew's 20 year older self had been, distressing. In fact, Neil was surprised at himself over just how distressing.
"Idiot," he whispered to himself, closing his fingers into tight fists and slowly sliding down the door to sit on the floor. Knees folded up to his chest, Neil rested his forehead against his clenched fists and shook his head back and forth.
This was why he'd fought so hard against making ties here in Fandom. Keep things light, keep them casual and good natured but not letting anyone in close.
"Idiot," he repeated in a strained voice, wrapping his arms around his legs and hugging himself into a small ball.
[ooc: Establishy only.]