"okay. yeah, hold on." the person at the door says to their phone. "i think one of my little brother's friends are here...hmm...yeah...bye."
he looks over at me. "are you here to see phil or...?"
"yeah i need to talk to him about...a project for school!"
"okay...you can go upstairs and his room is straight down the hall."
"thanks."
i practically run up the stairs.