set after ca:tws fugue /fyo͞oɡ/ a state or period of loss of awareness of one's identity.

"Reason number one not to fall in love with Phil Lester, he speaks in colors." ~ Dan Howell is in his last year of high school when, thanks to a bet, he is forced to prove to his friend how easy it is to not fall in love with somebody who cares for the stars more than he cares for himself. Who's crazy plans always seem to get him in trouble. Who, especially, feels in colors. {Lil bit of a trigger warning for here and there. Mentions of suicide, cutting, etc. This is a fluff phanfiction. There is no smut or bad swearing.} Translated to Spanish by @debilitae

the air smells like the promise of tomorrow and nothing has ever smelled more terrifying