Phil has never had a best friend until now. He didn't see it as a bad thing, but there was a down side to not having experience in friendships or relationships... How was Phil meant to know the definition of platonic? If there was a line between friendship and a relationship, where was it? Had Phil crossed it? ❝ The f...
he was a blank canvas and words could flow out of him effortlessly, there was never a stutter or a stop. he was a sky of colour, a mess of words tumble out of his mouth, messy and faint. *this fanfic contains drinking, abuse, and mention(s) of suicide. if there are any specific trigger warnings, send a DM please!
