Dan you make no cents

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As I got off my plane, Christine, my flight attendant chased me. "MAAM!!MAAM!! YOU FORGOT YOUR PHONE!" I stopped dead in my tracks, took the phone and thanked her. Soon as I left my gate, I went to Starbucks, and got "whatever has the most chocolate." When I finally got out the door, I texted Liz
HONEY IM HOME
Soon as I sent it, I got a message back.
HOLD ON LET ME BRING THE FERRARI AROUND TO YOU
Liz then drove up in our 2008 yellow bug, followed by our car making some horrific sound. I threw my luggage in the backseat, while Liz cracked up TØP, hardly audible.
It's not that our car was old, we just wore it out a lot. We don't really know if we could afford better. We both are youtubers, I "smallsophia"and Liz "landancentliz". My name came from my height- 5'2" and Lizs came from her name.
When I looked over at Liz she was singing "I write sins not tragedies" and awkwardly head bobbing, and she was not a duet person, so I decided to tweet. I have 3.2 million followers on my YouTube, Liz 2.9, but we have been best friends since sixth grade. We met by seat arrangement-
"Sophia Smith here!" Shouted mrs. Fink. "Didn't I have your brother?" All I did was nod, too scared to answer. "Elizabeth Spourne" A little girl with shoulder length brown hair sat down. "Hi I'm Liz" "Yellow Liz. I'm Smith, Sophia smith" We both goggled and got yelled at by Mrs. Fink, oh, the good old days.
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I opened up Twitter:
"Yellow from London! It's good to be home! Also, check out your now at 8pm English time to see me try to make Gatsbys Halloween costume!" Then I took a selfie with Liz. We both wore circle sunglasses and screamed, were extremely photogenic. The light turned green, but the bug would not start, so Liz put and I got out and pushed the car, called a tower, and walked to the underground .
"What stop will we take if we need to go to google?" Liz asked
"I have no idea"I told her
The tube had no two seats together, separating me and my beloved, so I walked further down and realized there were no seats for me, and stood up. Out of no where, a hand touched my shoulder, "you can have my seat, ma'am. " I said no thank you because I do not like taking things from people, then a grumpy middle aged man shouted "MINE NOW" as he took the seat, and we both started laughing, and I moved over to make room for him and looked up, Dan Howell stood there with a smile so vibrant I didn't even know what colors were for a second.