There he is, Phil Lester.
The best thing since sliced bread.
I just got out of first period, Phil always catches my eye first. I sat down at my usual lunch table, by myself as always and open my lunch.
Today's lunch consisted of:
- a bread sandwich (bread with bread as the filling)
- croutons
- flatbread
- garlic bread
While i was going through my lunch I felt a tap on the shoulder. I was met with him.
"hey", he smiled, "is there a pitta room over here?" he asked.
"Sure, i was just leaven." I replied, expecting him to want a table to himself, before looking up and seeing the shocked expression spread across his face.
"What's wrong?"
He stared into my eyes in pain and sorrow before whispering so close to my ear i could feel his breath in the heavy wind,
"that's not enough bread".
And in a few seconds we were scone.
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I loaf you//Phan
FanfictionA Dan and Phil fanfic based off of bread puns and generic bread because I like Dan and Phil and I like bread. Take this as an opportunity to breaducate yourself
