Chapter 8 (3rd person, Phil POV)

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"PHILL!" Dan called from across the apartment.

"What?" Phil replied, walking into the living room.

"We're out of milk!" Dan hollered, closing the fridge.

"So why don't you run to the store?" Phil said.
"Well, why don't you?"
"Why don't you!" Phil giggled.
"Uh you're the closest. Duh," Dan replied, sitting down.

"Ugh, fine. I'll be back later, then."
But right as Phil was opening the door, Dan shot up.
"Wait!" he said running to Phil.
"Wh-" Dan wrapped his arms around Phil and pecked his cheek.
"I love you," he smiled.
"Aw, I love you too, bear. Bye now!" Phil said, happier.

He loved Dan. He really did. He didn't ever want to lose him.
Phil thought about it.
Sadly, everyone has to go at one point in life. But Phil wouldn't ever hope that his love's time was soon. That thought scared him.

He'll just have to be as happy as possible around him, to make every second count.

Phil soon approached the store.
Wait what did he need again?
Oh. Milk.

He walk in, and the party started.
lol jk nvm

He walked in, and scanned the store for milk. Aisle 14. Got it.

Phil slowly walked towards the aisle. He didn't have to rush. He took his time.

Before he could get there, a lady about his age stepped in front of him.

"Hey! I'm Lisa."

"Uh, hi. I'm just trying to get milk, so if you wouldn't mind-"

"Oh yeah. Sorry. I couldn't help notice, you're very attractive. Maybe we should hang out sometime?"

Phil gave her a look.
"Uh, I'm taken. Sorry."
"Oh. Well, consider it?"
"What? Listen, I'm a loyal person. I'm not gonna cheat on someone I love. So, if you'll excuse me, I'll be going," Phil sighed.

Lisa grunted, then walked away.
She never got any dates.

Phil grabbed a gallon of milk, and made his way to the cashiers.

Soon, he paid and left, then walked home.

Today had been an interesting day.

[ReaDinG rAInbOw] oh btw (PHILS POV)

"Hi, I'm home," Phil said.
Silence.
"Dan?"
Still silence.
That was odd. Dan usually wouldn't be this quiet. Maybe he's out?

Phil walked towards the kitchen.
He found a note.

Hey. I'm going out for a bit with a friend of mine. I should be back around hm 9ish. If not, I've probably been murdered. Oh well. Lets hope for the best. See ya xx

Oh. Well, now I can walk around naked without judgement. Haha, I'm joking.

No I'm not. I stripped to my boxers, and threw my clothes in my room.

Then, I grabbed my blanket and wrapped myself up like ET.
After that, I put on a film.

This is going to be a "Phil" night.

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