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Phil's story

"bub it's time to get up" I hear Dan say in a scratchy voice and feel hin shaking me, I squeeze him one more time and open my eyes, I see my mum and dad walking in with some bags.

Dan pecks my cheek then gets off of me to help my mum with bags. "Hello Dan! Nice to actually meet you face to face" Martyn greets dan as he helps Mum in with some bags,

"Oh hi! Sorry I was sleeping when you guys arrived" Dan gives both Martyn and Cornelia a hug and then picks up some bags. I stand up and help him.

"Ah its no problem, Phil explained that you weren't feeling well; you better now?"

"Yeah i feel a lot better thankyou"

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Dan's pov

A few hours, and my entire body weight in mince pies later and we're all playing charades, this round it's Phil's turn to act and my turn to guess.

"Dan we should technically have some kind of psychic connection by now. If you don't get this... I'm gonna be upset"

He starts acting it out,

"Movie. Three words? yes. First word? The! okay,, second word.... what the fuck. "

Phil rubs his stomach, and acts out as if he's eating food,

"I really have no clue... Food? no.. Dinner!... nah. Phil come on! No food? Hungry? yes! wait.. no? Hunger? yes! oh my god the hunger games?"

"Finally! Oh my god" Phil exclaims. Kath, Nigel and martyn and cornelia clap,

"That took over five minutes so you guys don't get a point.. which means that Martyn and I have won"

"Oh my godddd" Phil whines, I ruffle his quiff,

"Don't be a sore loser babe"

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