phil was asleep by the time the parents were pigs. i stayed up and watched the entire thing.
i have decided to now take some pictures.
no. not that kind of picture. you dirty little shit.
phil had drool coming out of his mouth.
adorable.
wait. no.
it's gross.
i grab my phone and hold it up.
PHIL
ok, phil.
he's about to take a picture.
he's muttering loud enough for you to hear it.
the flash is probably going to be turned on.
and then you can do it.
DAN
my finger hovers over the volume button that will take the picture. and i push down...
realizing too late that the flash is on.
and in the few seconds of bright light a few things happen.
spirited away restarts. wowza. ghost DVD player.
and phil attacks me.
with hugs.
why?
what did i do to deserve this?
he then rolls us around on the ground laughing hysterically.
me silently screaming hysterically.
and eventually me ending up on top on the pizza box getting sauce into my shirt.
nice.
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unknown number | phan
Fanfictionphil lester and friends thought it would be fun to text random numbers from the phone book. he never expected to make a brand new friend. *lowkey hate my writing in this but i think the sequel is a lil better*
