phil was the one who called this time, pushing away his anxiety while waiting for dan to answer.
"hi" dan said as he answered.
"hey, wait, is that a beer bottle?"
"oh, eh, y-yeah but it-is not mine" he panicked.
"youre good at lying" phil said with slight sarcasm.
"im sorry i just thought hey its saturday i want a beer whats so bad with that?" he explained, this time no stuttering, making it seem more believable.
"youre seventeen dan, its illegal" phil glared through the screen.
"i can tell you but not over video, its a sensitive subject"
"okay" phil sighed. "goodbye for now then"
"bye" dan smiled thankfully.
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