2. My house is your house

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Phil began to lay stuff out on my bed, throwing stuff all over it from out of his suitcase.

"If you want you can put some of that in the wardrobe, I don't have much stuff in there." I said. He ignored me and kept tossing clothes onto the bed as if he was in some kind of trance.

"Hello! Earth to Phil, anybody in there?" I asked tapping him on the head with my knuckle.

"Oh, hey. Yeah, I'll put my stuff in the wardrobe." He said, as he stumbled around the bed seemingly looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" I asked.

"Huh, what? Nothing. Why would you think I was looking for something?"

I looked at him suspiciously but I decided to let it go, it was probably nothing. Phil began to put stuff in the wardrobe.

I looked at him, he was pleasing to the eye. His snow white skin contrasted his raven black hair. His blue-green eyes sparkled, so deep you could go swimming in them. His fringe hair falling over his eyes everytime he... Dan? What are you thinking? You're straight and you have a girlfriend, what are you doing mushing over this boy you just met? Get yourself together!

I decided the process of Phil putting all his belongings away would take a while so I went to find something to do in the meantime. This whole ordeal was so exhausting, I forgot what I was going to do this morning. I pulled my head into my grey turtleneck,jumped onto the bed, and buried myself under the mountain of blankets. Whatever it was it could wait, right now I needed a nap. I was so tired from everything, I fell asleep within a matter of seconds to the sound of Phil humming quietly as he put away his clothes.

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