Veins ran like connected rivers across Phil's pale skin. He was fair, almost like a porcelain doll, yet he did hold some color. When he got terribly cold his exposed skin took on the appearance of a subway map.
"Phil's moving back to his family house so he can stay there until he gets a new house..." Dan cried, his heart racing at the words 'moving'. He didn't want to hurt Phil anymore, but it was hurting Dan to see Phil this way. "And I'm staying here I guess, this is a nice place and I need to be alone." He cried.
Dan could feel the tears gathering in his eyes, he was going to cry, and couldn't stop himself.
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Fanfictionthere aren't any words that you can say that could ever get my mind to change. 2017
