Tired Ramblings Of a Drunken Howell

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  Dan was drunk. There was no doubt about it. He and Phil had  fight, and he just had to get out. If he had stayed, he knew the fight would've gotten worse, so he left instead. He went to the nearest bar, and stayed there until his brain was a fuzzy, muddled mess. Dan finally left, and after quite a struggle, he eventually found his way home.

  When Dan entered the apartment, he soon discovered that Phil was gone too. He shrugged, not worried, and decided to go up to his room. He stumbled his was across the house, and into his room, before flopping onto the bed. Strangely enough, sleep didn't overcome him. After lying on his bed in a drunken haze for nearly 30 minutes, Dan sat up with a groan and walked to his computer.

  He wasn't exactly sure what he was doing, but it felt right. Dan's fingers stumbled hazily across the keyboard. He opened Photo booth, the poor boy, and starts a video. "Hey guys", he slurred with a small smile. "As you can see, I'm really drunk." Dan laughed. "Phil and I had an argument... It was stupid." He looked around. "Phil is so sweet.. His hair is so soft and pretty too... And he has such a nice face." He giggled. Giggled like a child. "And his eyes.. They're such a bright blue. They're like.... Ice cubes!" Dan sighed longingly before looking at the camera as if he had a secret he was contemplating sharing. He smiled. "I have a secret to tell you guys, but you have to promise not to tell Phil, ok?" He paused, waiting for a response that wasn't coming, before nodding, seemingly satisfied. Dan looked around, leaned closer to the laptop, and whispered. "I think I have a crush on Phil." He laughed. "There. I said it." Dan yawned. "I'm tired... Goodbye guys.." He ended the video and pressed upload. He didn't know it yet, but tomorrow he would regret that decision.