"So We walk down here, to the right. Last door,,,,,,left...."
"Is it right here?" I look inside shortly to see a tall pale-skinned man with black fringe and a dude right next to him, who seems bubbly and looks up at me with down chocolaty eyes just like his fringed hair.
"This seems to be it. " Rock [Rochelle] beams and coos me to open the door.
I slowly do and let out a soft But pleasant "Hi Guys!"
The tall, sleder, pale-skinned man comes behind his other friend who just gapes at me.
"Hi guys!" The male exclaims, "I'm Phil, and That's my fi-friend, Dan." He smiles and hugs us both.
" So, are We ready to start the interview? " Rock turns her mic on and looks around like a lost puppy.
"A-are We going out there? " Dan mumbles,
"I think We are, Daniel. " Phil grabs the door handle and pushes it forward.
He takes a seat across from Rock.
Dan takes a seat across from me.
The theme for The Dan And Phil Show plays:
Radio 1, The Dan And Phil Show,,,,,, Live! "
"Dan, When Are You Going To Branch Off And Do Your Own Radio Show With Phil?" I read from a sheet of paper.
"U-Um, well, I never really planned on branching off, But That's a good thought. "
Rock giggles.
"Next question comes from a girl named Lacy, her question states 'when are you guys going to do more collaboration videos?'"
"Well, Currently were both finding the right people to collab with." Phil breathes out.
"Looks like were out of questions, tomorrow were doing more live feed questions! Stay tuned on the Radio 1 Dan And Phil Show, Coming From The Radio Waves, To Your Ears. I'm Emileigh, this is my helpful sidekick, Rochelle! Now, here's Miss Jackson, by Panic! At The Disco. "
I stand up, wanting to get away from the brown haired fringed guy, he's been staring at me the whole time, and had his hand on my knee the whole time.
"Em, Where ya going? " Rock gasped when she seen the look of fear in my eyes.
"I-I just need s-some time. I-Ill be right back. " I stumble on the cushion and I stray away from the room where I'm not near him.
I walk outside, and quickly I see a pale-skinned person. I look up from my tears and see Phil.
"P-please, I just want some t-time." I say before he bear hugs me and buries his head in my neck.
"I-Is he always like that?" I murmur.
"Only when he meets people he thinks are attractive. "
"O-oh."
"We can go grab Starbucks to get away from that scene back there," Phil says and twirls a locke of my blue hair in-between his finger.
"S-sure," I mumble.
