Phil's POV: It was just about seven when I woke up. I took a shower, responded to some comments, checked in on my old room soon to be Stacy's, vacuumed, then checked the time.
'Wow! 9:45 already?! I should go wake up Dan.' I walked into our bedroom and looked at Dan. He looked so peaceful and cuddly.
'NO! Stop it Phil! Get it together!'
I poked at Dan's arms and he just squirmed a bit. I playfully hit him and he just got a bit fussy. So I did the only thing I could think of, I playfully jumped on him. I got a little run start and jumped on him. He groaned a bit, but not in a sexy more in a,'You're a twat, now get off of me.' type of way.
"Phil, you're a twat sometimes." he smiled.
I kissed him and smiled,"You ready to go pick up Stacy?"
