A Pastel Paradise (Pastel Dan x Punk Phil)
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Ongoing, First published Jun 25, 2018
Phil folded his arms. 

"I am not doing that. Not in a million years."

"Well, if you want that video camera, you're going to have to earn it, Phil."

It isn't fair. All Phil wants is a new video camera for his vlog, and now he's stuck working in a nail salon to earn the money, painting the nails of old lady after old lady, listening to endless stories about "the good old days"  and having to make polite small talk. He'd rather be anywhere than here.

But when another client, a small, shy boy named Dan sits down at the table, is all that about to change?

-A small note: So, hi imma state the fact that tHis is 'hi-my-name-is-alex' because I can't write in the style of this beautiful author but she wanted me to leave this note to tell you that the cover will be changed ASAP and it is currently in the making...goodbye...now rEaD-

Lmao thanks m8, cover finished finally so yeah yay celebrations woop woop
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