there's dirt on the floor, but he can't pick it up. there's fingerprints on the window, but he can't wipe them off. there's a piece of fuzz on the arm of the sofa next to his hand, but he can't move his fingers to brush it away.
he's supposed to be filming a video. an explanation: this is why you won't be seeing phil anymore.
he just can't do it, not now. it's been four days, and he still can't.
how can he, when all he sees when he closes his eyes is a stupid fucking slab of stone?
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pretend you're awake » phan
Fanfiction❝everything's got a reason, dan.❞ ❝not this. not this, phil.❞ in which phil is being killed from the inside out. lowercase intended.
