when Phan met a cat (on hold)

chapter 1

"Hey Dan. Dan!" Phil called, breaking through the early morning silence, just like every day Dan had to get the post. "It's your turn to get the post, remember? Daaaaaan!"

"Urgh" came the muffled reply from Dan's room.

"Daniel!"

"Fine." Dan said, doing his best to disentangle himself from the warm blankets. But, if he got up, the blankets would go cold and he was sure the post could wait a few more minutes....

"DAN!"

"Fine!" Dan yelled back, shivering at the arctic air of a frosty winter morning that hit him as he escaped the casual affection his quilt seemed to have for him. Pulling on the nearest hoodie, he didn't dare to look at the clock to see how early it was. But then again, it was always too early for the internet users like him.

Shuffling around the apartment, he made him and Phil some tea, in the effort of reheating his insides. After he delivered the other cup to his flatmate, he began clattering down the stairs.

When he reached the bottom, Dan braced himself for another barrage of frigid air. When he opened the door, he immediately wished to be back inside, snuggled deep into the clutches of his quilt.so, he reached out to grab the letters and run back upstairs and into the reaches of the internet, where he could sit and avoid the horrible cold and just allow his laptop to warm his lap as he scrolled through the endless sea of blue Tumblr posts...

Dan's daydream was cut off by a pitiful meow and the feeling of a paw tapping his hand. Looking down, he saw a scraggly tabby cat curled up on top of his and Phil's letters, looking very cold.