There's this certain 'park', Dan Howell greatly enjoys being at.
Just the thought of the happy memories he made there as a child, makes him smile; even when he does't want to.
"I'm off to the park mum!" Dan called to his mum, already half way out the door.
"No Daniel! We'll be eating in 10 minu-" She heard the door close.
Dan struggled to untangle his earbuds. He began to think about how his earbuds will be un-knotted one minute, the next they're a nest of wires!
Sort of like my life. He thought to himself.
The walk from his house to the park was about 10 minutes. Thus giving Dan 10 minutes of music to the park and back. 20 minutes of music.
He reached the park and sat on the green rusty bench he usually sat on.
He reached into his front pocket of his jacket and slipped out his phone, only for it to slide out of his hand onto the dirt.
"Ugh" Dan muttered to himself.
Dan bent down to grab it, and when he sat back up —
"Um, may I sit?"
I thought that was good idk lol
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A work in progress - phan
FanfictionPhils father is dead. Phils stepmother left. Dans parents are missing. Both living alone, who knows what will happen.
