Amanda is...

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"Phil? PHIL!" I exclaimed. My heart bled for my lil smol bean, he was only trying to tell me something. That wasn't even important! What do I do? He's just fainted onto the floor. Do I call an ambulance? Oh god. Oh god no. Phil! Shit um...
"D-dan?" Phil whispered softly.
"Oh god! Phil!" I cried. Oh shit, what's gonna happen?
"I-I'm fine," he mustered up the strength to say.
"Here. Let me get you on the bed," I said calmly - the opposite of how I felt.
"O-o-okay-y," he replied. His voice was as soft and gentle as clouds I cAN't!
Lifting him up carefully he lent into my shoulder, his head resting comfortably on it. His eyes were droopy and his limbs were as limp as flowers. However he had enough strength to keep his eyes open so he didn't fall asleep, just so I knew he was alright.
"Here you go baby, just relax and calm down,  Amanda isn't important right now, you are my little smol bean," I whispered quietly in his ear, almost so quiet even he couldn't hear me.
"O-okay," he stuttered, shuddering a bit.
"Are you cold? Do you want anything?" I questioned.
"Y-yeah I'm a bit c-c-cold. But i-i don't want t-to bother you-," Phil started, but I cut him off but wrapping our quilt and my arms around him.
"Right, while you warm up, I'm going to make you a coffee to wake you up a bit, and some breakfast because you must be starving little one," I retorted to his half sentence.
"A-are you sure?" He asked, nearly getting out of bed.
"Yes! You just sat there and relax, everything will be fine, I'm here," I cuddled up next to him before getting up and running to the kitchen, leaving his door open deliberately so I could hear his every movement.
*Knock! Knock! Knock!*
I heard Phil saying "why, not today," and I cautiously opened the door.
"Hello?" I said before being brushed past by this person. I didn't even get a glimpse of them before they rushed in. R00d.
"Dan quick!" Phil screamed as I ran in front of this person and closed Phil door behind me.
"Dan?" Phil said panting a bit like a tired tiny dog.
"Phil, who is that?" I asked, calmly although I was freaking out inside.
"Before I answer that, you need to know who Amanda is..."
"Who is Amanda then?" My heart started thumping in my chest to the thought of Phil worrying again.
"Amanda is..."

And then the door went through.

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HAHA YOU STILL DONT KNOW WHO AMANDA ISSS

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