prompt: future fic with Neil on an overseas holiday

jsteneil:

I didn’t want to write a distance fic so I made them both go on holiday and also there’s probably not enough touristy things going on but!

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Germany is
unlike anything Neil remembers.

Memories of
his years in Europe with Mary are bleak, a trail of languages, identities, and
cold winters mixing together in his brain.

Nicky and
Erik have an early summer wedding, a colorful event in which English is spoken with
all kind of accents or not much at all. Neil gets mistaken for a native speaker
three times before the Kloses just start complimenting him on his accent and
stop using so much dialect around him.

It’s a good
opportunity for them to work on their German, set aside a little with the years
in favor of Russian, which has the advantage of offering privacy from both
Kevin and Aaron and Nicky. Neil is used to the exercise; jumping straight into
the deep-end pool of language was a reality of his life for so long that he
hasn’t quite shaken off the habit. Andrew doesn’t talk as much, but he’s not a
talker by nature and even less with people outside his immediate circle.

It means
that when they take the car to drive around the country after saying goodbye to
Erik and Nicky the day after the wedding, Neil is in charge of planning their way
around and getting them everywhere. It’s a good solution, until it isn’t.

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arson, forest, quip!!

jsteneil:

send me some prompts!

With the
freshmen comes a new wave of unease and tension in the team.

It’s Neil’s
job, more than ever, to manage frictions between the players and meddle in
everyone’s lives. But it’s one thing to help ease relationships between people
you’ve lived in close quarters and shared trauma with for months and to smooth down
the brazen attitudes of half a dozen inexperienced players trying to fit in
through arrogance.

Neil learns
about the bet through the gossip mill, like always with the Foxes.

“They’re betting
on your love life,” Nicky tells him one day when they’re both pretending to study
in the library.

“Good for
them,” Neil mutters in his math homework.

Nicky’s
foot bumps against his shin. “Which means they’re betting on Andrew.”

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