text messages ;; phan

To: Phil Phil, it's Dan. Please talk to me. I'm dying here.

the broken

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

arms // {phan}

Summary: Dan draws, Phil doesn't. Phil wears black shirts, speaks loudly, and glares at everyone. Dan wears grey jumpers, doesn't talk, and tries to stay invisible. Phil's reckless, Dan's not. This is as story about two polar opposites who mange to have a string of first times together, and maybe even a cute love...