to the groom//phan

Chapter Eleven

"Phil! Wake the hell up, how can you sleep this long!? It's already 1:40!" Kate yelled, yanking the blankets away from Phil's half naked body.

She obviously had been somewhere, or was planning to drag Phil somewhere. Her normally messy, dark blond hair was straightened and clean. She had on a hoodie, one Phil had never seen before, and leggings.

Perhaps she was just looking nice after the wedding night.

Kate left the room making sure to tell Phil she'd be back if he wasn't out in the next 20 minutes.

The pale boy stood, letting the thin, worn duvet lay crumpled on Kate's side of the bed. The floor was carpeted, but was still cold, and the drawers that held his clothes were barely usable. That's another reason Phil married her and stayed around; Kate hardly had enough money for herself, much less a baby. Phil had plenty off money though so he was letting Kate use it almost more than he should.

He tugged on some black skinny jeans and a purple t-shirt, fixed himself up in the bathroom, then left to find Kate.

She was was cutting something up in the kitchen, or at least finishing when Phil entered, wiping her skinny, pierced nose on her sleeve.

Phil was a bit oblivious though and she began to speak.

"Um...alright. We, are going to go furniture shopping today. So yeah, get some shoes on."

Told you she'd want to go shopping, he should've stayed asleep.