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His mind was built to be a void. He’d crafted himself into an impenetrable fortress, allowing only the barest of necessary thoughts. Promises he’d made, protection he’d offered. There was no need to think past that, if he did, he wouldn’t be able to survive. At seven, he’d learned to push together poorly constructed walls in his mind. He didn’t know why, he just knew he had to. Over time, those walls grew stronger and stronger, stronger than the rough skin of his forearms.
Not even a wrecking ball could destroy him.
Neil Josten was not a wrecking ball.
Neil Josten was a fucking crack.
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Andrew has a panic attack over his past demons
