Chapter 1

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DAN'S POV

It was about three in the morning, and I was walking through the dark existential crisis hallway, and I saw Phil digging through a drawer by the fridge. It looked like he was trying to find something rather quickly, I would say.

"Phil, what the hell?" I asked as I looked over his shoulder.

"God Dan, you scared the crap out of me!" He says as he shuts the drawer, and leans up against it, crossing his arms.

"Are you hiding something?" I start to question his action, as he replies,

"N-no. Why would I?" His voice is shaky. I say,

"Alright then. Goodnight, Phil." I grab his hand, and we have a man hu- boy hug. Ahem...excuse me. He walks back to his bedroom, and I go back to mine, but only until he's asleep. During this time, I start to think about my selfless attraction to Phil. I think about the cute way he flips his hair, how sexy he gets when he's horny...Everything cute about that fucking sexy Phil.
I walk out to the kitchen to find out why Phil was acting so weird. I walk down the existential crisis hallway, and I get to the drawer. I open it quietly, just like all the times I get up to get three A.M. snacks. I open up the drawer where Phil was rummaging.
"What the fuck?" I whispered to myself, as I pick up this strange object. I read the label. "Extra Pleasure Lubricant". Oh. My. God. Is this for real? Has he seen my feelings? I put the lube back, and I walk back to my bedroom. I start to think. What do I do now? Do I confess my feelings? As I think, my thoughts dissapear, and I drift into a blank sleep.

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