I'll Phil you Mr. Howell

Should I be Philing this?

Dan's Pov.
I wake up with headache. "Ugh, what did I do last night?" All I can hear is muse, and humming in the kitchen. Obviously Phil is making something, but what was is it? I decide to get up and see what Phil was making. I walk out into the kitchen, seeing phil in his jake onesie. And I suddenly get a whiff of pancake mix. "PANCAKES!" I scream at him. "Oh my gosh. Dan you scared me."Phil said in a laugh. "Sorry, I didn't mean to get so excited." I say in a low voice, while rubbing the back of my neck. "It's okay, I understand. Would you like some water?" Phil asks getting a cup out of the cupboard, and filling it with water. "Um, yeah. Yes please." I say now rubbing my head, remembering about my headache. "Here." Phil said, handing me a cup of water. "Hey Phil, what happened last night?" I ask. "Oh, right. Well you kinda kissed me last night." Phil said, obviously getting uncomfortable. "Wait, what happened?" I say, a little confused. "You kissed me, Dan." Phil said, in a more stronger voice. "Phil, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable last night. That's all that I did right?" I ask, getting nervous. I know that I can get kinda abusive when I'm drunk. "Umm, yeah." Phil stated. "Phil, I didn't abuse you did I?" I ask, hoping for the answer to be no. "Would you like some pancakes?" He asks, completely avoid my question. "Phil, tell me the truth." I quivered. "Would you like golden syrup on in?" Phil asked. "Phil. Answer me." "Whipped cream?" Phil asked, continuing to ignore my qeustions. "Phil." "Sprinkles?" He finally stated. "Goddammit Phil, why won't you answer me?" I stated getting annoyed. Phil looked at me with fear in his eyes. I knew at the point I triggered something.
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Phil made me a plate of pancakes, with golden syrup on top, I thanked him, as he just nodded.

Authors note!
Okay, so I just wrote this part so that you guys can start to read it. I plan on making it a fair lye long book, so just bare with me. ~Squiggly Line 👽