"phil," dan begins. they're out on the curb behind the sandwich shop.
"yeah?"
"i-" dan's voice breaks. "i can't do this."
"what?"
"i'm going mad, phil. i can't sleep, can't eat, can't talk, can't see. i have literally nothing to lose."
"what about your family?" phil runs his thumb over dan's knuckles updownupdownupdownup
"they don't care, they're too busy being proper parents to my brother to have time for me."
tellhimnowtellhimnowtellhimnow
i cant
t e l l h i m
i'm not going to to it
tell him right this instant or i swear to god ill make you you wont make me tell him tell him tell him im not going to do it you will you wont get anything good out of this why do you want it kill the host kill the host kill the host GET OUT OF MY HEAD
"dan?"
dan blinks, his eyes wild.
"are you okay?"
he lies again.
