1: alcohol does strange things

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dan's p.o.v
i woke up. the atmosphere felt weird. i closed my eyes again and turned over to the other side. i open my eyes lightly again and i jump a bit at the sight of another body on the bed.

i looked around. this was not my room. i couldn't remember anything from last night. i stood up quietly and put my shirt on. i held both of my shoes in one hand and silently opened the door.

i got out of the flat and got in my car, wich was parked right in front of the buliding. as i drove back home, it started raining. "fuck" i said as i tried not to get wet while i got out of the car. quickly, i opened the door and got in the house.

my cat , margot , rubbed her head against my legs. i ran upstairs to my room and changed my tobacco smelling clothes. "what even happened last night?" i asked myself as i put a fresh pair of trousers on.

as i layed on my bed, my head spun. alcohol does strange things

phil's p.o.v

i woke up in my boxers only to find out that the pretty brown eyed boy from the day before had left. a black hoodie with japanese writing on it caught my eye. i didn't own that.
that was probably his.

i looked at my phone. '9:03 am' i yawned. i wondered how i could contact the boy so he could have his hoodie back. i checked my contacts and a name stood out to me "daniel" i read it out loud. i didnt know any daniels. unless that was the brown eyed boy's name.

out of curiosity, i clicked the call button.

dan's p.o.v

my phone rang. i picked up and a husky morning voice greeted me. "hello, i'm philip. uh- we met yesterday at howie's party. um- y-you left a uh- sweatshirt at my flat" he nervously said. "um- hi i'm daniel. i can't really remember anything from yesterday but i believe i am missing a black hoodie." i said nervously and giggled a bit. "send me your adress and maybe i can come give it back to you" he said. "y-yeah that sounds great...what was your name again?" i asked "philip" he said.

after the call i saved his number and texted him my adress. i didn't even know what he looked like. i wondered what could have happened the day before.

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