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Dans POV

Phil went to go grab his keys but stopped to think. He sat the keys back down and his face lit up.

"Follow me Dannyboi!" He rushed down the stairs of our apartment. I ran after him yelling along the way

"Why do we have to exercise!?"  I Tried to catch my breath running down the stairs looking like a not so graceful hippo. Once we got to the door we walked to PJs house. Phil knocked on the door with a big smile on his face.

"We need to borrow Alissa." Phil said seriously.

"What why Phil, she is my pride and joy"  I'm just thinking who the hell is Alissa?

"Peej it's important."

"Fine. Follow me." He showed us to the backyard where there was a blue shed. He opened it and to my surprise everything's in it was cardboard. Except one thing, a two seater bike. Pj grabbed it out of the shed. "Here she is. If you borrow her, you better not break her." Pj scowled at us.  Phil grabbed the bike and started walking off as I gave the 👌 sign to Pj, assuring him we wouldn't break "Alissa".

"Hop on!" Phil demanded.

"Uh Phil this doesn't seem safe."

"Dan it's perfectly fine."

"Yeah but what if we get hit by a car or we hit a car or there is a tiny Woodlen creature in the road and we swerve and die or wh-" I was silenced with a soft pair of lips on my own lips.

"Dan, have you ever road a bike?" I shook my head. We could never afford one.

"I'll teach you. Here go ahead and hop on." I got on the bike as Phil said. "Now hold the handle bars while keeping your feet on the ground - to keep your balance." Feet on the ground. "Now put one foot on a peddle, and push! Then after you start, move the other foot onto the peddle and move your feet!"

I pushed off the ground, letting gravity do its thing. And of course gravity's thing is to push me down.

"That's okay mate. Try again!"

"Phil this is stupid, I'm 26 I don't need to-"

"You are learning to ride a bike now get on it." Phil pointed at the bike. I rolled my eyes and hoped back on. "Now, push your feet, look straight ahead and move your feet." I pushed and moved my feet. I didn't fall this time. I peddled and peddled until I was going 20 miles an hour it felt like. The wind blew through my hair like fingers or a comb. I turned around to go back to Phil.

"Common Phil!" He jumped on the bike seat behind me and peddled too. "Where too?"

"Pizza!!!" I yelled to him.

"Alright Daniel, to Dominos!"

———————15 min later

We hoped off the bike and chased each other inside the restaurant. Laughing until we got inside, but still giggling on the way to the table.

"What are you gunna get?" Phil asked me.

"Eh, I don't know. Probably just a pepperoni." Phil gasped.

"Nononono. You are with me today, Dannyboi. I'll show you the most perfect, amazing.... another word for amazing, pizza you have ever tasted." The waiter came to our table and Phil told her a lot of things. He made sure I didn't hear.

"Phil should I be concerned?" Phil just laughed. A while later, the pizza arrived. This was the most abstract pizza I have ever seen. One half was filled with sweat toppings while the other half was simple, just BBQ pizza. It also came with a bunch of dip. Dip. I thought to myself. I immediately snatched all four things of dip from Phil's side of the table.

"Heyyyyy! I want some!"

"Phil I am the dip king!" I pleaded. "I require all the dips in my mouth. All of them, Phil. All."

"Ugh." Phil pouted. "Just give me one."

"Fine, but you will have to repay your king soon. Or I will be forced to execute you!" I chuckled as I slid a dip to him.

"Alright, let's eat!" Phil caught the dip. I grabbed a piece of the sweet topping pizza and took a bite.

"Oh my gosh Phil." I started to tear up. This pizza was so good.

"Are you crying?" Phil laughed.

"Why is this pizza so good!"

"This pizza has been constructed from many years and many, many long nights where I got drunk and wanted food at 3 a.m." I laughed with Phil. Damn he was so amazing. Perfect. I tell myself. I hated that word though. For reasons I can't understand why. But Phil, he was truly, perfect.

Okay so it's 12 am and I'm tired and I've already typed like 800 words so ima sleep bc thats apparently a thing humans need I guess. Anyway thanks for all of those reading. I promise it will get better!!!

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