#andreil textpost

[high-queen-of-the-court]

this is me saying hbd to a fictional character ig

[baylecn]

Neil: You wanna see the impersonation of a British driver?

Andrew: Sure

Neil: *switches the driver seat from left to right*

Andrew: *freaks out*

[mooniesstars]

andrew: i hate every inch of you

neil: you know, thats not a lot of inches anyway

[high-queen-of-the-court]

neil: joins the foxes

neil: plans to run away and not get attached to anyone on the team so he doesn’t get unalived

neil: meets andrew

neil: roasts mafia heir on live t.v

neil: makes a deal with andrew

neil: gets tortured for andrews safety

neil: gets smooched by andrew

neil:

“i lost focus and had a consensual workplace relationship”

art: @lunapiq

[high-queen-of-the-court]

neil: “Andrew was watching him, still perched on the edge like he had a death wish. Neil wasn't sure why he did it, but he plucked Andrew's cigarette off the sidewalk and stuck it between his lips. He tipped his head back to meet Andrew's unwavering gaze and tapped two fingers to his temple in Andrew's mocking salute.”

me: OH MY LORD HE REALLY JUST TOOK A BIG FLIRT

neil: “It felt like a win, though Neil wasn’t sure why.”

me: … aNnnd he has no clue about what he was just done

[high-queen-of-the-court]

neil: your insane

andrew, later that night: *writing in his diary* today neil told me i’m insane, which means he thinks i’m cool, which means he basically confessed his feelings for me. we will have two cats—

[high-queen-of-the-court]

Andrew: Hey, what are your favorite flowers? Neil: Peonies, why? Andrew: Neil: are you going to get me flowers? Andrew: Neil: Andrew: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

[baylecn]

Andrew: Valentine's Day is stupid

Neil: Then why are you laying in bed in a red suit, with a bouquet of roses, a fancy box of strawberries, petals all over the place and underneath red lights?

Andrew:

Andrew: I'm being held hostage.