here is some crack. eventually it became just memes, but i didnt really know what to do. oh well.
"Do you think this should be enough of a shock?"
"I think the fact that we're actually leaving our fucking houses is enough, to be honest."
"Yeah, yeah."
They both took deep breaths before entering the house. Everyone remained silent as they walked in, shocked. Dan and Phil never went to parties. What were they doing here?
Dan looked at Phil. He nodded slowly.
Deep breaths.
"3, 2, 1, WE CAME TO FUCK!" They both exclaimed, laughing immediately afterward. The crowd of people did as well.
"EACH OTHER?" Someone shouted, and they sounded like they wanted that to happen.
"Maybe."
"HOLY FUCK!" That person shouted. "IS THIS A DREAM? HEY MOTHERFUCKER, CAN YOU PINCH ME?!??"
A person went over to them and pinched them. "You're not wearing green, so."
Wait. What.
Dan realized he wasn't wearing green. Phil was luckily wearing socks that had green. Phil turned to Dan with a smirk and pinched him. Dan glared at him.
"If you weren't my favorite person like ever, I'd probably slap you with a fish," Dan said.
"Why a fish?"
"Cause then you'll smell really bad, I don't know! Can you just appreciate my randomness without questioning it?!?" Dan started crying. "You're supposed to support me!" He exclaimed.
"Dan, eat a snickers. You're not you when you're hungry," Phil said in a very deep voice. He conjured a Snickers bar out of nowhere and handed it to Dan. Dan ripped the wrapper off and ate it so fast that if it was ice cream, he'd have brain freeze.
"Better?"
"...Not really."
"Mission accomplished."
"ARE YOU TWO GONNA FUCK OR WHAT?!" A girl exclaimed from behind them. She was wearing binoculars and seemed very agitated.
"No," Dan said.
"You wouldn't?" Phil asked, with a pout.
"Well I mean, if you wanted to," Dan said shyly.
Phil nodded shyly. The girl watching them started to hyperventilate. They went to a bush, and did the do. They Netflix and Chill'd, but without the Netflix.
It turns out, they did come to this party to fuck.
