"go away"
phil smirked and, instead of moving away, sat down next to the pastle boy.
he saw dan scrunch his nose slightly, detecting the heavy smell of cigarettes that always seemed to follow phil.
"youre an arse" the quiet boy said softly.
"so ive heard"
"do you need anything or are you here to annoy me" dan challeneged
"actually, im here because my family put me here. a sorry therapy unit for a bunch of 17 year olds whose eyes are dead and glazed over from the lack of love they have recieved.." phil replied humorously,
"what did you do? burn your families house down?"
"as much as that sounds like an interesting backstory no."
"then what for?"
phil eyed the curious boy infront of him. his hair was straightened today, it framed his face so well but phil would much rathee his curly hair. dans eyes held so much emotion phil couldnt distinguish one from another. there was so much phil wanted to say but he couldnt.
"i cant say"
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Wow this is actually getting reads <3 thank.
Also excuse my spelling i write this on my phone lewl.
