As much as the Foxes disliked each other at the times, they disliked their opponents more.
“Neil Josten,” he mouthed. “Number 10, starting striker, Foxhole Court.”
“neil was much better at instigating fights than winning them” lmao no shit, boy went to the monsters’ room, yelled ‘fuck you cripple’ at kevin and then zoomed tf out of the room the moment kevin got out of his chair
That time where kevin lost his shit because neil didnt sit next to him on the bus
andrew casually reached for the wooden block of knives. renee moved it out of his reach without batting an eye and smiled at the look andrew gave her for interfering. // the foxhole court.
me, finishing tfc: [trembling]
someone: r u ok?
me: [neil josten voice] im Fine™
Neil: (ʘ_ʘ)ノ✿ hold my flower
Andrew: ✿＼(｡-_-｡) kick his ass, baby. i got yo flower.
natalie renee walker
“i am a bad person trying very hard to be a good person”
Stressed and Protective™ andrew in baltimore clutching at neil’s hoodie reblog if u agree
“Everything about you is a bad idea,” Andrew said, as if Neil didn’t already know that.