Meeting Demma((Danisnotonfire and Emma Blackery))

Accidental Meeting

Dan
After dragging myself out of bed, i almost skipped into the kitchen to sat down at the breakfast bar. Phil was making himself some tea.
"You want tea, Dan?" He asked politely
"Yeah, please" my voice was sleepy despite the excitement i felt everytime i remembered the day before. It was becoming ridiculous that a girl I'd just met was infiltrating his thoughts, absorbing my concentration and draining my negative attitude away, just with that beautiful smile of hers. Remembering that Phil was also at the studios yesterday, "Did you enjoy filming that video with Bethan and Luke yesterday?" I asked thoughtfully.
Phil looked at me and nodded, "It was really fun. They've both lovely. How was Emma? I saw you got on really well together" he said, obviously oblivious to my now-blushing cheeks and racing heart. He slid my geeky tetris mug of tea across the breakfast bar to me. I took a sip of the boiling but delicious liquid gingerly.
"Emma's really nice," I tried not to give the game away, "The video we filmed was really funny. It'll be up by tomorrow, thats if i don't procrastinate editing it."
"Cool, so will mine. Fancy going out adventuring around London today? We could meet up with some friends or something." Phil suggested, as he sat down opposite me and crunched on a bowl of weetabix. I nodded in agreement, then decided to go shower and get ready. Leaving my tea to grow cold, i thanked Phil and ambled towards the bathroom.

Emma

Once she had finished the daily chore of applying makeup, Emma pulled on a black oversized tshirt and her beloved American Apparel disco pants. She threw her hair back in a ponytail, and she was ready for the day. Despite how much she loved it and wished it was all she had to do, running her YouTube channel had one downside- she wasn't quite popular enough to live off it yet. This meant she had to go through a torturous day of waitressing at a local cafe, The Coffee Bean. She wasn't looking forward to hours of running after bossy managers, cleaning up food thrown by the rebellious teenagers nearby, or making coffees in under a minute for impatient customers, but she guessed it could be worse. Hopefully, she wouldn't see anyone she knew. She left her cosy Essex house, locking it behind her casually and walking to the bus stop down the road. When the bus arrived, she politely let an elderly woman on in front of her, which was returned with a dirty look, and sighed, handing the money to the driver and slumping down into a window seat near the back of the bus.
An hour later, Emma was in work and already carrying over a tray of tea and scones for some older woman having a tea party. She was in full 'working Emma' mode- So much so that when Dan Howell and Phil Lester walked in and ordered coffees, she started the make them as efficiently as possible before being hit by realisation.
"Dan! Phil! Hey! What are you doing here?" She asked, flustered. Pulling herself together, she smoothed down her apron and smiled calmly at them.
"Hey, I didn't know you worked here, Emma! If you, uhm, need us to leave you to it thats fine... Sorry for interrupting when you're so busy" Dan's smile faltered, and he looked down but immediately became casual, confident Dan again.
"No, no! It's totally cool. I'll bring your coffees over in a minute. Sorry, I've just got so much to do..." Emma faded out, then smiled at them. Phil beamed at her, and they both strolled away and sat down at a table in the corner of the ever-busy cafe.