c-e-d-dreamer:

Happy early Valentine’s Day! This is for @whimsyalice as part of @aftgexchange!!! Yay!!! I wanted to include all your fave ships/characters, so this is more Foxes nonsense than ships! Hope you enjoy! 🙂 

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It starts on a Monday. The locker room is a cacophony of
chattering voices as the Foxes all arrive for afternoon practice, everyone
still thrumming with excitement from Friday night’s win. Neil follows the group
in and past the lounge. Allison and Renee have their arms linked and heads
bowed together as they make their way into the girls’ changing room. Dan and
one of the freshman girls are close behind them, not even pausing their lively
conversation as they disappear behind the door. Andrew pushes past the door for
the men’s changing room, Neil behind him. Matt and Nicky are hot on their heels
and arguing about some television show as Neil makes his way to his locker.

“I’m telling you,” Nicky says. “He’s dead.”

“No way!” Matt argues. “He’s gonna pop up next season. You’ll
see.”

“Are you sure we watched the same episode?”

“They can’t just kill off a fan favorite like that!”  

Neil tunes them both out and spins the combination into his
locker lock. When he pulls the door open, something falls out and clatters to
the floor. There’s a moment where Neil’s heart stutters to a painful halt in
his chest, his breath clogging up his throat. Somewhere in the back of his
mind, memories he’s long buried try to sink their claws back in. He has to
close his eyes for a moment before he can focus again. Neil slowly looks down only
to find a plastic knife at his feet. He blinks a few times in confusion before
reaching down and picking it up. He turns it over in his hand and sees Justin Mattews scrawled in sharpie
across the handle. As far as threats go, this one definitely makes the least
amount of sense. Neil gives his brain another minute to come up with a possible
explanation, but when it comes up blank, he holds the plastic knife out towards
Andrew in a silent question.

“Neil! What’re you doing? You’re not supposed to tell anyone
who you have!” Nicky exclaims from across the row of lockers.

“Murder season is finally upon us,” Matt says. “Let
the chaos begin and may the best person win.”

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