nora saying andreil doesn't really have a music taste is so silly and i refuse to believe the foxes don't try to have fun with it
the foxes find out that andrew likes any song that's too loud to think to and that neil doesn't really have an opinion on music and INSTANTLY the girls take this opportunity to brainwash neil because what do you mean we live in a universe where andreil could listen to Sabrina Carpenter? she's loud and fun and not something they could ever imagine andreil listening to. of course we're making that a reality. are you KIDDING
now, andrew would be a difficult one to crack but neil? neil they could work with
matt likes loud rock but there was no way he's winning the aux against the girls so neil is forced to listen to girly pop songs in their presence. he finds it to be a distraction, the lyrics strange, but he doesn't necessarily hate the songs. he just doesn't care for it. would prefer silence, really. but after repeated exposure, the songs get stuck in his head
while him and andrew are lazing around on the couch, neil would be humming a song andrew never heard before and then suddenly, with the most bored and barely audible voice ever, neil sings "i bet your light rod's like, bigger than zeus'" and andrew's head turns to face him slowly like a haunted doll in a horror movie. neil keeps his eyes on the cats and continues humming. when neil finally notices he's just like '???? what' and andrew says nothing
that happens again and again and again. neil would wash their dishes while singing the lyrics of bed chem and andrew just sideeyes him. neil josten, son of the butcher, infamous instigator, singing "come right on me, i mean camaraderie". what has the world come to.
to make things worse, andrew knows neil is not doing this on purpose. he sings in a soft whisper and always with a hint of annoyance that tells andrew he's just as displeased by his lss but if andrew hears neil mumble 'wanna try out some freaky positions' out of the blue one more time, he was going to lose his mind
andrew's last straw is when he was building some furniture they ordered and hears neil, all the way from another room, randomly sing, "i get wet at the thought of you *uhuh* being a responsible guy." andrew almost broke the wood of their cats' new home.
one day, andreil fetch the monsters for a trip to columbia and they are absolutely baffled as to why the FUCK house tour by sabrina carpenter was blasting ON FULL BLAST and ON REPEAT. kevin tries to turn that shit down IMMEDIATELY but andrew slaps his hand away. ("neil's sweating this album out right now or else i'll make sure you won't have a prodigy anymore." "i thought you didn't care about music." andrew responds by turning the volume back up). aaron is absolutely disgusted at how neil mouths the lyrics perfectly.
if they see andrew's fingers tapping against the steering wheel to the rhythm of the songs, they wisely say nothing about it
I’ve never seen a better representation of four college seniors (my roommates) trying to figure out what to do with our live than Amy, Abbey, CJ, and Donna getting wine drunk and talking about Abbey’s medical license being suspended
Nothing will ever be more romantic to me than Brennan doing dice math for Izzy or Murph doing dice math for Emily. There is not stronger show of love than voluntarily doing mental math
Currently having thoughts and feelings about the fact that I didn’t keep up with the YouTube channel I obsessed over during the spring of 2020 and now they have new characters, shows, and interests that I know longer have a wealth of knowledge about
My friend and I have been emailing back and forth this semester because I’m studying abroad, and these emails have become increasingly and ridiculously long. It took me 45 min to read the most recent installment, it regularly takes me over two hours to write these. Anyway, that’s not the point. The point is that she just gave me SO MUCH JUICY gossip and I’m about to get on a plane and be wholly separated from my computer and I CANNOT RESPOND. WHY DID THIS EMAIL HAVE TI COME THROUGH AT THE WORST TIME. WHAT THE FUCK
one thing about me is seeing the phrase "Andrew wants." when talking about Neil in a fic is going to do it for me EVERY. DAMN. TIME. signed, sealed, and fucking delivered.
personally i find the binary of “lets make every relationship in media gay” vs “no the creator was trying to say something important about friendship” stifling …. you guys are completely ignoring the possibility of platonic-romantic limbo where you would definitely kiss your friend if they asked but by god you are not going to make a move first . friends can and should be a little in love with each other actually
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