you look good in thigh highs

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a/n: aah, its been a while yeh? read the authors note below. and here is the long(ish)/fluffy chapter i promised

please enjoy.

Saturday Morning-
Leaving Chris's
   2:00PM (Same day)
  Dan's Point of View

"So is it okay if we leave your cat in my room, until we get back from shopping? The dog wont be able to get in and I have some water I can set down for-"

"Chuck, his name is chuck." Phil said to Chris, while looking at Chuck in my arms.

He spoke up again. "And, uh. He's my cat, not his." Thanks for making that clear. When did Phil start hating me so much?
I handed over the cat to Chris and he set him down in the room, and shut the door. "Cat is in the room, you both are here, now lets go shopping already." Chris said putting his arms around both Phil and I's shoulders.

Phil broke away from Chris's friendly gesture quite fast. Weird.

I coughed before the unpleasant silence filled the air. Pj hearing my cough, reminded him about giving me medication.
"Oh yeah Dan, we should fix that." He said.
"Its okay really, I think its just allergies." I ensured that I didn't need any. Also its probably just that their dog could've gotten into something outside and dragged it into the air. I really didn't want to be drowsy when we have to walk to several different stores in one evening. Plus, that would slow everyone else down too. I don't want everyone to not have fun because I'm too medicated to function.

"Hurry up, time doesn't stop." Phil unknowingly helped persuade Pj that I would be fine.

I coughed again.

We all double checked to see if we left anything before we shut the door. Everyone agreed that we were all ready.
Chris and Pj took the lead of the group while Phil and I were behind them. I didn't mind this because I hate being in the front of the group, its like everyone expects you to know where you're going. But I can see why, so I shouldn't work myself up over literally nothing.

As I cough once, I grab my phone out of my back pocket so I can check the time. As I turn on my phone, a notification popped up. I saw who it was from and I look to my right, and his eyes quickly darted away from my direction.

I roll my eyes. "What? I'm right he-"

He shushed me, and pointed to my phone.

--
.Phil. Has started a private chat with dan~.

.Phil.: I know you told me never to message you again, but you don't look so good. Are you okay?

dan~: you could've said this out loud

.Phil.: Not the point. Are. You. Okay?

dan~: i'll be fine. why are you acting like you care all of a sudden??

.Phil.: I'm not.

dan~: yeah... okay
--

I disconnected with Phil, then spoke up.

"Hey Chris, I think I'm gonna run back to the house get my stuff and go home. Im not really feeling well." I made my excuse. I know to Phil I probably seem like I'm overreacting, but I really didn't want to be around him in the first place. Plus I know things are just going to go south from here.

"Aww, alright then. Phil can you walk him back. I know we are only a couple of blocks away, but if he's not feeli-"

"Okay, I will." Phil said as he nudged me with his elbow.