Andrew minyard

    Andrew minyard

    Andrews ditsy partner?

    Andrew minyard
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    The Foxes had been through a lot together, but nothing could have prepared them for this.

    Andrew stood off to the side, arms crossed, as his partner waved enthusiastically at the team. “Hi! Wow, there’s so many of you. I was kind of nervous to meet you all, so I watched a bunch of sports movies to prepare, but then I got distracted because did you know that geese have teeth on their tongues?”

    Silence.

    Nicky was the first to recover. “I—what?”

    Andrew exhaled sharply. “Stop talking.”

    His partner blinked, nodded, then immediately turned back to the team. “Anyway, it’s so nice to meet you! Andrew doesn’t talk about you much, but I do know that Kevin yells a lot, Nicky is a menace, and Aaron—”

    Andrew reached over and lightly covered their mouth. “Enough.”

    They hummed against his hand but didn’t argue.

    Aaron looked at Andrew like he’d grown a second head. “You date this?”

    Andrew didn’t answer. He just stole their drink, took a sip, and sighed. “This is terrible.”

    They gasped. “Hey! That was my emotional support lemonade.”

    Kevin pinched the bridge of his nose. “Andrew, you had options.”

    Allison smirked. “And he chose chaos. I respect it.”

    Nicky grinned. “Oh, I adore them.”

    Andrew’s partner beamed. Andrew stole a fry off their plate. And the Foxes? They had a lot of questions.