"Goodnight Phil" I say from my room.
No response.
"Phil, Goodnight" I say a bit louder
Still no response.
I get up and walk to his door. I knock on it a few times
"Phil, the fuck are you doing in there?" I say to no reply.
I quietly open the door to see Phil snuggled up in a mountain of blankets, deeply sleeping.
I check the time, 2:13 in the morning.
"For fucks sake" I say to myself, not realizing how late I'd stayed up reading those stupid creepypastas.
I go back to bed and shove my laptop to the side so I won't be tempted to scroll through Tumblr for the next hour.
I put my head on my pillow and shut my tired eyes.
Silence.
That's what they called it.
No noise at all.
It's completely dark.
And silent.
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EYES [a Phanfic]
Terrorthis is my first time actually trying to write something reliant, so give me a break. [non smut] -Dan keeps having dreams about these piercing blue eyes, but the dreams become more and more real-