youth

six ; real life

dan's phone buzzes a couple times, the vibration rocketing through the wooden surface his hands rested on

"are you gonna answer those?"

dan looks up at phil, his fingers knotted.

"no"

his phone continues to buzz. maybe it is important?

"what's her name"

"she hasn't told me."

"mute your phone please dan, we need to record this"

he looks at the multiple texts lighting up his screen. they're all sad and upsetting.

"ive got to answer these phil."

"dont be long"