"Why would someone do this?" Phil sighed as he picked broken things off the floor.
"Well," Dan started, "I..."
"Dan...?" Phil stared him in the eyes. "Who did this? Was it PJ? Oh my god."
"It wasnt PJ. He wouldnt do this." Dan sighed.
"Well who did then!?" Phil yelled.
"I dont know. This man. He stopped me in the alley, I told him to fuck off and he told me I would pay for it. But how would he know where I live?" Dan explained.
"Dan... what did he look like?"
"I dont know, he was tall... he had a hoodie on... he seemed to have a really big problem with me being with you..." Dan sighed, "But how would he know where we live?"
"Dan...I think he could be... him."
A/N ahh writers block sucks