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Phan - Someone's got to keep you safeDan Howell - despite being a hermit - is an obnoxious little shit.Phan - Someone's got to keep you safe by LlamaStickz
This is sort of cute some times (like when he lies in the middle of the hall muttering, 'oh dear lord, I am going to die') and less cute at others (when he won't move when oh my God, Dan, just get off the floor you idiot).
"You could do with some help."
"Are you my mother?" Phil asks with a grunt, grabbing the box of Cheerios back off of him.
"You could drown."
"I could-" but then the cheerios are gone and Dan's walking back to his bedroom, hips swaying with every step.
Like I said - an obnoxious little shit.
When the doorbell rings the next day, Phil bounds up to answer it, just so Dan doesn't end up buying out all the stock of whatever the guy's selling.
He throws open the door with a deadpan expression, but then somehow his face drops even more. "Chris. PJ."
"Hey, dude!" Chris leans in for a hug, planting a huge, sloppy kiss on Phil's cheek. He wipes away the trail of drool with a slightly disgruntled 'e
Phan - The SanctuaryI sigh once again, my head on my knees, staring at the TV. I turn my head to look out of the thin slit between the curtains at my window to see the still bustling city of Manchester, my neck clicking. I sigh to look back at the TV, then to the bedroom door. It's cloaked in dust, not cleaned for months. Because he isn't here. I sigh, trying to stand up. My legs waver and I nearly collapse as I turn to get off the bed. I slowly stand, my legs weak, hardly supporting my stick frame. The belts slung around my waist clatter together, creating disgruntled little clangs every time I inch myself along the wall. I'm at the door. The door that blocks my little sanctuary from the real world. I slowly place my greasy right hand to the golden handle. I can feel the tears already falling down my cheeks; but there is no emotion. I sigh and open the door in one swift movement, making me topple to my knees. I can feel the memories already coming back, even though my vision is clouded and all I cPhan - The Sanctuary by LlamaStickz