It was christmas time. Snow heavily falling to the floor. Just like feathers. The ground scattered in it. Not a footprint in it, just robins. The flat was already covered in tinsel and 'Phils Decorated House Plants'.
They were having a movie marathon, however Phil nipped out for some Prozac for Dan.
It wasnt busy at all, Londons christmas lights twinkled beautifully amongst the winter wonderland.
After 30 minutes, Phil returned to hot chocolate and a pillow fort. Dan was kind, even though hes breaking on the inside, there is still a light at the end of the tunnel.
"Welcome Home Little Philly" Dan said, cheerfully.
Phil grinned at Dan as he smirked back. He dropped the grocery bags on the floor, running over to Dan, pushing him over into a hug.
Ping!
Dan had a text on his phone. His old friends, from university. They want him to hang out with them. Dan frowned. He wanted to go, but not leave Phil. Besides, he needed to go christmas shopping anyway.
He left.
