"It's up to you." He adds. I open my mouth to say something but the speaker goes off above us. Guess it has to wait. We find out seats and sit down. Along with not being in an airport since I was 7, I also don't remember the isles being so small on the plane. Dan insists that I take the window seat.
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Purpose || phan (book 2)
Fanfiction"Hello?" I pant. "Is this Phil Lester?" Someone's on the other end. I gulp. "Yes." "We have news on..." I hear papers ruffle in the background. "Uh...Dan Howell?"
