A/N: Now I really want nachos.
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Phil tumbled off the bed in shock and then let out a bouquet of laughter and his head bounced off the hardwood floor before standing up and moving to greet his extremely sexilicious new room mate. I mean hot dam that boy was rocking thise platforms.
"Hallo, I'll be your new room mate. I'm Philip Striker Lester. You can call me Phil. I'm digging those platforms by the way, their pretty galactic." Said Phil tilting his head and giving a lopsided grin and wave combo.
"Yo, the names Dan. Glad to know I'm not rooming with a tasteless present. That hoody is preeeeeetty bitchin'. You dig aliens?" Replied dan while subtly checking out his new roommate.
"They're my favourite kind of anything ever." Retorted Phil laughing a bit before continuing "by the way, you don't mind posters do you?"
"Nope, as long as I can put some up my self." He replied taking in the layout of the room. There was a set of bunk beds in the middle back with a desk on either side. There was an easel on one side which Phil seamed to have claimed for himself. He had scattered toy aliens and figurines from different animes all over his side. There was a pile of posters in one corner as well as one walk in closet.
"We have to share a closet by the way, though from the looks of it we share a similar taste so it won't be that bad." Said Phil happily.
"Cool cool, my wardrobe is your wardrobe." Replied Dan easily.
"Same for you, feel free to out your shit anywhere." Added on Phil.
They spent a good two hours unpacking and putting up their huge collection of posters. Not to mention wiring extension cords everywhere. By the time they were done it was around dinner time.
"Come on! My brother Eddie said he'd make his famous Mount Everest nacho pile." Said Phil excitedly.
"Nachos? Cool cool, onward!" Dan dragged the blue eyed boy down the stairs and towards the kitchen.
Food is something all people love. And nachos are the best kind of food by far.
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