umi | 海 | the sea | phan

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i havent updated this in like a decade soz i guess

phil's pov;

~about a week later because im a lazy fuck xo~

I heard a soft 'ding' coming from my phone and told myself to look at it once I was done.

I looked over at my phone which was laying on the opposite side of my room. Then I looked back at the piece of blending card in front of me.

I put my pencil down and placed my head in my hands, defeated.

I'd been trying to draw something for my new assignment for about 3 hours but I couldn't think of anything good.

My Copic markers were laying in the container they belonged in, almost taunting me, 'Look Phil, you can't even think of anything to use us for.'

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair.

I decided to just stop for today, it was 10 and I was tired, I could continue tomorrow.

I turned off the small light which was balancing on the corner of my desk, which was filled with sketchbooks, random pieces of blending card, brushes, markers and my Medion. Some dirty coffee cups and plates were also scattered across the table.

I was such a mess.

I stood up from the hard, ugly, wooden chair and made my way over to my phone.

As soon as I clicked on the notification I had gotten just a minute ago, my heart jumped.

Someone had texted me, 'Hey Phil, Dan here, did you want to go for some coffee or something sometime soon? :)'

I facepalmed.
I had completely forgotten to text him.
How did Dan even get my number?

I decided to reply, 'Yes please! What day are you available? ^-^'

Excited, I put my phone down and walked over to my bed, he'd probably not respond right away.

I sat down and took my shoes off, putting some fluffy socks on as it was cold in my dorm.

I laid down and closed my eyes, wanting to relax for a bit. But as soon as my eyelids closed, and I saw nothing but black, my phone dinged again.

I shot up and reached over to grab my phone.

'I wouldn't mind  going tomorrow, I think the Starbucks in town is open on Saturdays and I don't have a lot of work to do?'

Eagerly, I tapped a response; 'Sounds like a plan to me! What time do you want to meet there?☺️'

'I don't mind, how about we meet there at midday and grab some lunch?😊'

This was going the right way, I was gassed. The fact that Dan had my number was the least of my concerns right now.

'Sounds great! See you then?'

'See you tomorrow!'

'Goodnight!' I typed, I almost hit send but something told me to hold back, so I deleted it and turned off my phone.

I got ready for bed and eventually I set my alarm and closed my eyes.

I had been extremely tired all day but as soon as I tried to sleep, my brain went into hyper mode.

I knew why. I was nervous. But why?

I had only ever felt this nervous when I went on first dates with people.

I had always thought Dan was interesting but I had never really thought of him like that.
Had I?

My mind was racing and I was asking myself questions; what did I have to wear? What would he think of me? What did I have to do in case things got awkward? What? Who? Help.

I decided to just wear something casual and everything would be fine.

I took some deep breaths and decided that tomorrow would be great; nothing to worry about.

(okay but i relate to phil so hard?)

The next morning I woke up and realized.. today I was going to have lunch with Dan.

The Dan.

I gulped audibly and was glad no one was there to hear it.

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tHEY ARE MOVING BITCH
WHAT THE FUCK

i hope you enjoyed this chapter, if you did please make sure to vote as it really helps me out!

i hope yall like it, i personally quite like writing this actually since i am an art student (kind of) so i feel like i can relate to some of the things in this story?

thanks for sticking with me im sorry that this update is so late

'i'm sorry mr. gullible
but lying's all i've learned.
so be concerned'

stay alive

stay street