The Foxhole Court - Chapter One
Date: Friday, April 7th
Time: 10:16pm MST
Neil wasn't fast enough.
He was halfway through the locker room when he realized he wasn't alone. There was someone waiting for him in the lounge between him and the front door. Light glinted off a bright yellow racquet as the stranger took a swing, and Neil was going too fast to stop. Wood slammed into his gut hard enough to crush his lungs into his spine. He didn't remember falling, but suddenly he was on his hands and knees, scrabbling ineffectually at the floor as he tried to breathe. He'd puke if he could only manage that first gasp, but his body refused to cooperate.
The world crackled black, then came into too-sharp focus as air finally hit Neil's tortured lungs. Neil inhaled so sharply he choked, and every wracking cough threatened to shake him apart. He wrapped an arm around his middle to hold himself together and slanted a fierce look up at his assailant.
Andrew smiled down at Neil and tapped two fingers to his temple in salute. "Better luck next time." "Fuck you," Neil said. "Whose racquet did you steal?" "Borrow." Andrew tossed it at Neil. "Here you go."
Art used with permission by the incredible RainbowDoodles. Thank you @rainbowd00dles !
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