"You're such a dork, Dan," Phil smiled, shoving his phone into his pocket. Of course, Phil being Phil, he missed the pocket. And down his phone went. "Shit!" He exclaimed.
"And Phil, you're a klutz," Dan smirked, laughing when Phil grabbed at his phone. When he pulled it up, the screen was shattered. He gasped.
"Fuck! Dan, we gotta go get it fixed!"
"Oh, whatever would you do with a cracked screen?"
"Come on!" Phil grabbed Dan's hand, tugging him out of the park. Dan laughed, tightly grasping Phil's hand as he was being tugged along.
Due to the fact Phil never ran if he didn't need to, or the fact Dan didn't enjoy running, only four minutes later, they were in a cab.
Phil smiled when Dan leaned against him. He kissed Dan's head, and ran a hand in his straightened hair. Dan looked up, smiling.
"When we get my phone fixed, wanna grab lunch?" Phil asked. Dan nodded, and smiled.
"Or you could wait and not get your phone fixed right this second."
"That's not an option. Sorry, Danny." Dan rolled his eyes. Phil was so ridicules.
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Another filler, oops. Sorry ;-;