Does this mean something? (Dan Howell X Reader)

Moving in (chapter 1)

Born in______. You finished high school and moved to____for collage. You had dreams of becoming an actress.Being in sci-fi shows. Of course You would have to start at the bottom just like every one else. You began in short commercials for things such as gum or toothpaste. You made extras in not-so-popular movies and even did voice acting for some animated movies. Your company decided it would be a good idea to relocate you to London. They provided a small apartment and some furniture. You packed your bags and took a ____ride. When You arrived at the building, you realized you were going to be on the third floor...with two suit cases and one small bag. Thankfully they had an elevator. You pressed the up arrow a couple of times impatiently and waited awkwardly in the hall. Looking down at your shoes you heard the doors open and two men walked out and accidently bumped into you, knocking down your bags and your small bag falling open. Several shirts fall out and some blouses and jeans. One of the guys started apologizing and helped pick up the clothes. You were so embarrassed, You didn't want them to see your heated face. You didn't look at them because of this and You could feel your ears getting hot and picked up some shirts and jeans. The other guy who was there picked up some skinny jeans. Only looking at his feet and seeing his jeans they were basically the same, but his were no doubt more dark. He giggled putting them to his waist, "How do I look Phil?" You looked up quickly to see Dan and Phil, who you immediately recognized. Dan looked at you and lost his smile, because he thought You would be mad, but You giggled, and he started laughing again. You could hardly breath, and You couldn't say anything, you were speechless. Phil quickly noticed a 'Dan and Phil' shirt and picked it up. "YOURE A FAN!" he said happily."Aren't you that girl from the gum commercial!?" Phil asked excitedly. Dan began taking your bags from the ground and putting them in the elevator. My of took them from him and began doing the act yourself. Phil followed behind, But the suitcases took up quite a lot of room, so You were forced to be uncomfortably close to both Dan and Phil, but no one seemed to care besides you feeling like the situation is reversed from the way you imagined it. "Yes." You said, shyly putting your hair behind your ear. They were so much more important than you in your opinion, but they knew who you were. "That's SO COOL! You looked pretty killer in that outfit by the way; the old Victorian dress." He said giving a friendly wink and a thumbs up, then, laughed at his own gesture. "Really? I never understood why I'm in the Victorian era, I don't think Orbit in the seventeen hundreds."You laughed nervously. "I couldn't help but notice your ____ accent?" Dan finally spoke. "yeah." You replied proudly. "Nothing the matter with it, just, why are you in London? Kinda boring here." Dan confessed. "Well I was relocated here by my agency. Before I lived in ___and its not boring at all! I just met you two." "Are you moving into a flat here?" Dan asked. "Yes, my agency thought this would be the best place." "What room?" they both asked impatiently. "3a" You said holding the key that you had already gotten from the company. "You're just down the hall from us! We're in 3h." Dan said smiling. The elevator reached the third floor and the three of you got out. A small bag of yours in hand, and your suitcases in Dan's and Phil's hands. As the three of you walk down the hallway, you and Phil have a small conversation about your home town and where you were went to school. You put the key in the lock and turn the handle. You wave goodbye to them as the walk down the corridor.

*dans POV*
As me and Phil walked down the hall to our flat, I couldn't help but bring up conversation about her. "So, she was nice." I said, trying not to sound too interested. "I cant believe we met a gum commercial lady!" Phil said excitedly. "Gum commercial lady?" I laughed and we continued to our room.