familiar stranger (strange family)

jsteneil:

leave all pretense of realism at the door pls here’s a thing

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“It’s only
two hours,” Neil says.

If looks
could kill, he probably would collapse on the floor right here and then. Aaron
only stops glaring daggers at him to bury his head back in the toilet seat.

“Why is he
even here,” he asks after dry-heaving for a minute. “Go away.”

Neil rolls
his eyes so far back that Andrew can see the whites. He pushes at Neil’s arm
gently in direction of the door: Neil is Neil, and Andrew trusts him, but this
isn’t the kind of situation he’s helpful in.

“I’m just
saying,” Neil says, “you’ve played full Exy games through worse—”

“You’re
starting to sound like Kevin,” Andrew tells him.

“Sometimes
he’s right.”

Something
hits the wall a good foot left of Neil’s head and Andrew turns back to his
brother’s prostrate body.  

“Leave,”
Aaron all but growls.

“I hope you
throw up on yourself,” Neil snaps, but he steps outside.

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