Word count: 103 Summary: It's cleaning day, and it's Phil's turn to mop the lounge. (this one's kinda short but it's like a cute little oneshot of awkward Philly)
"IIIIIIIIIIII'M GONNA SWIIIIIIING FROM THE CHANDELIEEEEEEER, FROM THE CHANDELIEEEEERRRRRR!!" Phil sang on the top of his lungs as he mopped the floor, using the broomstick as a microphone. Phil tried to mimic Sia's voice, but when he got to the high notes, his voice cracked a little.
Laughter came from outside the window. Phil peeked through the open window to take a better look. Their neighbors, a middle-aged couple, we're laughing so hard they had to held their stomachs.
Phil felt his cheeks go red from embarrassment. They had definitely heard the entire thing.
He grabbed his phone and tweeted about it.
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