I know you want to get right to theatrics, but I need to tell you something first. I'm sure NONE of this actually happened. Just keep that in mind.
Phil
I've always seen him alone, never with someone else. All dark and black and lonely, with deep brown eyes piercing my soul. Should I introduce myself? Yeah....
I cross the green grass with my tray and laptop, unsure what to say.
"Hi, I'm Phil Lester. I've seen you and heard about you, but never introduced myself"
He looked at me strangely, like I just said that purple aliens wearing hats will take over tomorrow.
"What have you heard? That I'm a phsycopath? Because everyone says that."
Um actually I did hear that, but I wasn't going to SAY that.
"What? No...What's your name?" I asked nervously.
"Daniel Howell"
....now what? This is so awkward.
"Now what?" Daniel asks echoing my thoughts.
"I'm having a party Friday. Would like to come? Everyone's going to be there."
"Ummm I barely know you."
Duh Phil god.
"Please" I begged
"Will you leave me alone if I go?"
"Yes"
"Fine, whatever"
"See you at eight then"
"Whatever"
Mission accomplished...
I think
