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"existential crisis?"

dan heard phil's voice from the room's door. he didn't answer. "do you want to talk about it?"

dan shook his head. "i'll be in my room if you need anything, ok?"

dan didn't say anything. phil just shrugged and walked back to his room.

it was only friday and dan had already had three existential crises this week, which was pretty weird. phil was used to see dan lying on the floor or on the bed or somewhere else about once a month.

but for about two months now, he has had two or three, or even five crises per week. which wasn't normal at all.

phil was concerned. dan didn't care.

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i did it, i wrote the first part of this fanfiction yAY please tell me if this is complete shit lmao

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