True Beauty lies Beneath the Skin (Phan)

I Saw Your Eyes

I saw your eyes, (so) convincing
I saw everything that night
You were the quiet actress
A flawed masterpiece...

"Wake up, butt-face!"

Phil then feels a soft object hitting him square in the face, presumably one of his pillows. He groans and pulls the covers up over his head.

"Five more minutes."

"You said that five minutes ago."

"Five more minutes."

"No," Iesha says before beginning to bounce up and down on the bed, "Wake up wake up wake uupppp!"

Phil huffs, "Hand me my glasses."

Iesha does as told and places Phil's glasses where he's able to grab them. He puts them on and comes out from under the covers just a little bit, looking at his friend who was now standing in front of the bed, staring at him, expectantly.

Phil raises an eyebrow, "Is that a new outfit?"

Iesha wore a pair of stark white skinny jeans, a bright red top with sleeves that went to her elbows, and a hijab that matched the color of her red top; the color complimented her olive skin well.

"Yeah, do you like it?" She asks Phil.

"You look like a used tampon."

Iesha gives him a deadpanned look, "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Phil says, ignoring her obvious sarcasm, "Go get me some coffee."

"I'm not your servant."

"Go get me some coffee please?"

Iesha sighs and rolls her eyes, then walks out of the bedroom and goes downstairs. Phil then takes this as an opportunity to dress himself, which basically meant putting on pajamas that weren't just boxer shorts. Once that was accomplished, he walked downstairs where Iesha had finished getting Phil his coffee. When she turns around to face him, she looks him up and down.

"You're a disgrace."

"I'm aware," Phil says before taking the coffee and sipping it. He then gives a content sigh.

"Will you be nice now?" Iesha asks.

"I'm always nice once I've got some coffee in me," Phil says, "So are you planning on telling me how you got into my house?"

"Don't you remember giving me a key? It was a couple of years ago. You know, when the bad stuff was going on..."

"Oh. Yeah."

"But now I can just use it to bug you! You wanted to schedule your tattoo appointment today, remember? At that shop Justin started working at."

"Yeah, I suppose I've gotta get the tattoo in now while I can since I hate getting them on tour."

"I can't imagine that'd be very fun. Justin says the artists at the shop are really good though, so he should be able to hook you up with a pretty good deal, Mister Rock Star."

Justin was the former bass player of the now internationally known pop-punk band, Runaway Exorcist that Phil Lester was the long-time lead guitar player for and his best friend, Iesha, was band-manager for. Justin was in the band from the beginning, which was why it was hard when he decided to leave, but it just wasn't what was right for him anymore and as his friends, the band tried to respect that. This was two years ago and they'd gotten a new bass player since then, and Justin had since started apprenticing at Zombified Tattoos and Piercings, a popular shop in London.