"Text me later" I say and give him a pice of paper with my number on.
"Sure, see ya" he said and winked.
But little did I know that later on he dropped the paper and an unknown person picked it up.
Dan Howell, a seventeen year old punk boy with a drinking problem, unknowingly starts talking to Phil Lester, a pastel boy with anxiety who likes to drag blades over his skin.
warning: this story contains depression anxiety etc.
started August 25th, 2016.