nineteen

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phils pov
once i get to my house, i walk into the kitchen to get something to eat. i'm starving. i pull the fridge door open. there's milk, eggs and a lot of cheese.
i hate cheese but my mother loves it, i don't understand how we're related.
i end up with cereal, which really isn't a surprise seeing as i eat like 10 bowls of it a day. i go into the living room to watch tv. i'm switching through channels when my phone buzzes beside me. "unknown number" i answered it.
"ello?" i ask.
"hey! it's dan."
"daniel! how are ya?"
"don't call me that... philip,"
"okay...danny,"
"philly,"
dan giggles. his laugh is adorable.
"would you like to come over?" i question.
"of course."
i give him directions to my house.
"see you then." i hang up.

A/N: do you guys still like this or nah

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