neil the mess vs. andrew the calm, cool, & collected
we all know that andrew hates messes, right? he eats in a particular way just to avoid mess, so why wouldn’t that play a bigger part in andrew’s life?
and we all know neil, quick on his feet, never one to back down, and always digging himself into a deeper, and deeper hole.
here’s the thing though. neil, while on the run, couldn’t afford to have more possessions than he can carry in his bag. they also had to leave behind things that would slow them down, or were of no value. they couldn’t risk waisting time by packing everything they have. so yeah, they had very little and sometimes that very little was even too much and was ditched to become even less.
but neil doesn’t live that life anymore. he no longer can fit everything in side his bag. he has more belongings than he’s ever had in his entire life.
more than what he knows what to do with.
- neil is so used to carrying so little things, and leaving behind anything that couldn’t be taken easily, so when he starts owning more things, things get a little messy…
- neil doesn’t see the problem with leaving clothes lying on the floor, or blankets strewn about, or even leaving cupboards open occasionally. why does it matter? it’s of no use to them, clothes take too much time to pack, blankets bring too much weight, and remembering to close a cabinet door is less important than making sure a bullet doesn’t take your life
- so he’s a bit of a mess, as everything else about him. before, he had nothing, and was even forced to leave nothing behind. so how the fuck is he supposed to handle having more than he can keep track of? it’s a constant battle. what to keep? what to leave behind? what’s important? what’s not?
- andrew isn’t having any of it
- it costs $0.00 to clean up after yourself and he won’t settle for tripping over strewn about clothes in the middle of the night when he’s trying to go for a smoke. or trying to navigate his way in the kitchen at night to have a few cookies and have his shins hit against opened cabinet doors
- andrew really, really dislikes messes
- andrew is tidy to a T but somehow the others don’t notice
- the foxes have it all wrong. they think neil is the one constantly cleaning up the apartment of andrew’s messes, and that andrew is the one causing all the destruction
- but really, neil is the messiest person andrew has ever known, and he hates him, except for the fact that he doesn’t
- so yeah, andrew spends his time cleaning up neil’s messes, and neil continues to make everything disastrous
- sometimes after a particularly bad nightmare, andrew will leave neil still asleep in the bed and spend the rest of the night until the early morning cleaning the house. he mops the floor
more times than necessary, wipes down the counters at least three times, dusts the place top to bottom, and rearranges things for hours
- it’s methodical, it’s simple, it keeps his mind focused on something that’s not the darkness of his past. whether he’ll admit it or not, it’s just about the only that helps calm him down besides a cigarette, neil’s presence, or the weight of one of the cats sitting in his lap
- and sometimes, because neil is very self-aware even when he’s sometimes not, he’ll purposefully create a mess for andrew to clean when neil knows he needs it
- andrew knows, but he doesn’t say anything. just simply folds the clothes neil keeps discarding on the floor and afterwards if it’s a yes, pulls neil down with a hand on his neck and instead makes a mess of neil