Dan's POV
I lay there breathless. Partly from falling and partly from what ...just happened. I eventually convince myself to get up and go into the kitchen. There I find Phil making our breakfast. I inch over and avoid eye contact to grab my cereal and the milk.
"Oh, I was making breakfast for both of us-" Phil said but I cut him off "I just want cereal today. Ok not really that hungry." Truth was I was hungry but I wanted to eat quickly and get out of there to pack to excuse myself from the awkwardness that was this morning.
