chapter four

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Phil was the first to wake up in the morning, so he went to the kitchen to make his coffee. He opened twitter to see many tweets about the recent lack of videos. He was saddened to see them, but he just sighed. Just then, he heard Dan yell from the other room. Phil sprinted into the lounge, where Dan was sitting. 

Dan had woken up with excruciating pain in his legs. He was taking quick, short breaths. 

"Are you okay?!" Phil almost yelled at Dan. Surprisingly, Dan was acting much more calm then Phil. 

"I think..." Dan stopped for a moment. "I think I will be okay." Dan was clenching his teeth in pain. 

"Do you want some ice?" Phil didn't know how to solve the problem. Dan nodded. Phil stumbled into the kitchen as if he had lost all sense of balance. 

While he heard Phil crashing in the kitchen, Dan could do nothing about the pain. His legs weren't bleeding, but they weren't broken. It was a different kind of indescribable kind of pain. 

Just then, Phil ran back into the lounge, a bag full of ice wrapped in a paper towel in his hand. He then handed the bag to Dan. 

"Thank you so much, Phil." The ice didn't completely stop the pain, but it helped. An hour passed of almost no words but lots of discomfort. Dan spent almost the entire day on the couch. Right before they were about to sleep, the pain came to a screeching halt. Dan finally was able to relax and he slept all night. 

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