Hey, guys! I'm back! Been working on another phanfic if you'd like to check it out. I really enjoyed writing it and it's my favourite. https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/146437049-in-time
Gonna be writing my grade 12 boards and here I am writing phanfic... Well' not a bad way to go down, really! Well, bye for now.
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the next few days went by the same way; Dan was gaining colour quickly, the doctor said, and it looked like he needn't be in the ICU any longer. In two more days he was shifted to the general ward and I could spend more than an hour with him and bring him little gifts like our dial plushie for him to cuddle and show him snippets of comments and tweets our viewers had sent us that made him happier.
He was more prone to laughter now as he was allowed his dosage if antidepressants-- under doctor's supervision, of course. Nothing special happened, like we blinded wholly and became the best if bros and all our differences vanished instantly like in the movies. Neither did I have any special treatment like getting to stay on after visiting hours; I still had to sleep on a chair outside the ward (Dan thought I was back home), but *something* changed, we weren't SO far apart anymore-- the chasm between us was a minute bit smaller, I couldn't see him from where u stood, but I could hear him finally. It was a start.
I began feeling extremely tired and lethargic and blamed it on my lack of sleep, but after a few bad aches in my belly I had decided to get it checked. I was in a hospital anyway. Why not? My reports would reach me soon enough.
Get a few meds and get treated and I'd be good as new. As I contemplated thus my phone rang and I dreaded what I'd have to hear.
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Phan Fluff
FanfictionYouTubers Dan Howell and Phil Lester have been housemates for the past nine years. Is it finally time for that to change? Or is there something Or someone in their way? Or is it just MISCOMMUNICATION?
