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It’s years down the line, Andreil are on a date

• It’s not a big deal at this point, they go out to dinner whenever they get a chance, still playing for different teams. 
• They go out for Italian bc it’s Neil’s favorite and/or bc they haven’t had Italian in a long time 
• Andrew gets five cheese ziti and Neil gets a caesar salad bc he’s a nerd 
• They’re enjoying their meal, sharing stories of their respective teams, the Foxes, their lives in general
• Andrew starts glaring at his plate at one point, stopping what he was saying mid-sentence, “…so I told him -”
• Neil raises a brow in confusion, asks, “Everything’s ok?” 
• Andrew just gestures to his plate where there is one piece of fusilli instead of the ziti that was supposed to be in his plate
• Neil scoffs, he reaches a across the table and stabs the offending piece and goes, “I guess you could call it, an – impasta.” 
• He pops it in his mouth and grins at his pun
• Andrew
• Andrew snorts in surprise, letting out the smallest laugh, before biting his tongue bc that was…weird
• Neil is staring in wonder, bc that was at once, the most adorable and the most heartbreaking sound he’d ever heard. Andrew laughed (it was a different laugh, not one laced with mania, all Andrew and none of the drugs, one Neil hadn’t ever heard) at a joke Neil made, but stopped abruptly bc he was so unfamilar with the feeling
• Neil swallows his bite, smiling gently, prodding Andrew to continue his story about a fan he ran into at a gas station
• Andrew clears his throat and does
• But the memory is forever ingrained in both their minds as the first time Andrew truly laughed