~Chapter 2~

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Okay, so hi! I'm sorry if the updates are really slow, most of the time I only update when I feel INSPIRED! So if I/We don't update in a while, gomenasai! + A lot of shit has gone down lately for us so we rarely have time to write anything.

For the rest of the day i had free time so I just spent my time scrolling through Tumblr and Instagram in the warm and comfy haven that is my bed. I miss Phil here.

Occasionally I would get out and run to the kitchen for food but that's really it.

I really miss Phil.

I'm happy on my own.

~ 7:00 PM ~

I heard the keys jingling and the door being opened, soon after I heard the sound of humming. A tune that sounded oddly familiar, Miley Cyrus?! Last time I checked we agreed never to sing that song again (I would rather not recall the memories of a rather awkward incident involving chopsticks and flying Miley shower caps.).

"PHIL?! ARE YOU HUMMING WRECKING BALL?!" Soon after, Phil came into my room, so happy he might as well have hearts for eyes and skip everywhere wearing a daisy crown.

"So? How did the date go?" I questioned wanting to find out more about this rare event. Phil then sat on the edge of my bed and dreamily sighed.

"Amazing! And wrecking ball was playing when she, well, kissed me!" He then left the room and left me wondering, This isn't how Phil acts, who is this girl?

She must be great.

But also, I could feel a wave of something, like harmless fire bubbling in my stomach.

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RING RING

I lazily grabbed my phone and put it to my ear. I've been numbly texting PJ and Chris for an hour now.

"Hello?"

"Hi Dan!" It was my mom, "I was wondering if we could go on holiday together? Don't worry about the money, I'll pay. I just need to talk about a lot of family things. Sorry this is rather uncalled for!"

I took some time considering the thought. This was rather unexpected. What does she want to talk about.

"Sure. Where? When? And what about dad?"

"I'll book the flight for Tenerife, let's go in one week? And your father is going on a business trip so he can't come. "

"K." So it was settled and I started packing my bags for
Next week.

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