sad face // phan

three

  "Hi, Dan!" I grin giddily. It had been a few months since we started talking and we had already started to skype! It was pretty good for a guy like me. 

  "Hey, Phil." He smiles. I love his smile.

  "So, uh, the test..." I murmur.

  "Oh!" I watch him knock over some books. "The test!" He looks around frantically and picks up black glasses.

  "You wear glasses?" I ask accusingly. He didn't tell me!

  "Yes! Okay now, the test -- um, is it a math test? I have books on advanced algebra...some of my notes are still in it, though...uh." He picks up another book. "I have some emo journals from-" He pauses, turns around and presses a key on his piano. "-when I was a young boy? Will that help?"

  "No."

  "What kind of test is it!"

  "Oh, there's no test. I just knew you would Skype me if I was stressed out and I just wanted an excuse to see you again!" I smile.

  "Phil Lester, I am so ashamed of you." He says sternly. "Playing a prank without me! And it's on me too! My god."

  I giggle a little, which makes Dan smile dreamily. But then I hear something crash, and Dan's head turns in that direction.

  I can see him whisper a cuss word. He smiles at me in apology. "I have to go, Phil. We'll chat later?"

  "Of course!"

  He turns off the call.

  And now, I sit in silence.

properly edited: 8/22/2016