As Phil slept Dan learned everything there was to know about binding. If Phil was doing this he was going to help.
First he hid all of the ace bandages and searched Phil's bag for them, hiding them as well.
Then he looked up different binding techniques and wrote them on his phone,
'Binding for Fiona-
At home: two sports bras and a tank top
A binder made of leggings
Online: Buy one from online (?)
OOH THERES BOXERS WITH THE STUFF GIRLS NEED DURING TIME OF MONTH
Shirts with binders built in
Also
Ask Fiona about this'
By the time he was done his research Phil was awake.
He was confused to why he was one; up in his room. And two; how the fuck he changed shirts.
Dan.
Shit.
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human //Phan
FanfictionMy name isn't Fiona. My name is Phil. I am a boy. I am not a girl. I'm only human. {I'll write TW in each chapter}
