a friend of a friend || dan howell

ii

phil was thrilled that dan had said yes. he wasn't quite sure what he'd've told emily, had dan rejected the idea, but he was glad he didn't have to worry about that.

he tried to remember what she looked like. it had been a long time since he'd last seen her, but all he could think about was her smile. she didn't smile often, especially not around strangers, but when she did, she lit up a whole room. someone's dog could've just died, and all she'd have to do was smile to make them happy again. (he thought maybe that was an exaggeration but you know what he meant.)

he remembered her shy but sweet personality. she'd had trouble with anxiety as long as he'd known her (and probably years beforehand). he wondered how she was doing with it. memories of helping her order her food or asking teachers questions for her came flooding back to him. he wondered if things would still be the same.

"phil, where's she going to sleep?" dan walked into his room.

"oh, I don't know. the sofa? my room? why don't we just ask her when she arrives?" phil replied, startled.

"sure." dan mumbled, leaving phil's room. he smiled at phil's suggestion that she might sleep in his room. maybe phil could really be happy with this girl.

dan returned to his own room. it was noon now. he had some free time, and realized he hadn't uploaded a video in over a month, so why not film something? he had an idea for a video, though he wasn't sure it would work.

"phil!" he yelled.

"yeah?" he heard phil's muffled response through the wall.

"is your friend still in canada right now?"

"yeah, her flight doesn't leave for another 5 or 6 hours. why?"

"can you ask her to bring me some canadian candy and chocolate when she arrives? i'd like to film a video reacting to it. tell her she can join me in the video if she wants!"

"alright, i'll let her know. though i don't think she'll want to be in the video!"

dan didn't reply. he didn't really give a shit whether she joined him or not. it was up to her.

he spent the rest of that day buried in his sofa crease, browsing tumblr, but after clicking on a link, he was brought to (and deeply enthralled in) the conspiracy side of youtube. phil begged him to help tidy the flat a bit for his much-anticipated visitor, but dan refused, only wanting to spend time with his own friend, the internet.