"Bear, can you help me with something?" Phil asked Dan from across their flat, "What is it now? Can't you understand i'm busy." Dan snapped. Phil nodded, being as respectful as he possibly could. "I-I just need help with the tri-pod, the tri-pod is leg is stuck again." Dan came in fuming, "I'm trying to talk with the BBC, please be quieter when you film." Dan paused, "And Phil, you should get out of the habit of calling me bear," Phil's eyes widened. "May I ask why?" Phil asked, confused. "Well, if we film together you tend to call me that on camera, and i have more things to edit, just get out the habit." Dan walked out of Phil's room.
And Phil all the sudden didn't want to film anymore.
I knOW THESE ARE SHORT AND I SAID THIS ONE WOULD BE GOOD BUT I LIED OOPS THE NEXT ONE IM WORKING ON RN I HAVENSO MUCH WORK SHSNSNSJ
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wishing life away - phan au
Fanfictionlove is like rum, you drink it down and you feel amazing, you get that sizzling warm feeling in your tummy, that's hat love tastes like, you throw it up a few hours later and decide that's what love feels like. TW: swearing, abuse? maybe, I intend...
