Danfics

(Dan Howell x Reader)

You looked around the shop. Not many people today. Just some jocks in the corner and your regulars, Dan and Phil. Dan and Phil came to the store every week on Wednesday. Phil would always go to the shop next door and get some snow cones for the both of them, while Dan would look at the comic books and video games. He would occasionally ask you dumb questions about the item. Like, “How much does this cost?” when the price was on the front cover, or “What is this video game about” when the summary was clearly on the back. You didn’t mind answering them though, because you found him quite funny in his own awkward way. After you answered he’d usually say something along the lines of, “Oh… haha. Right.” Then you’d smile and go back to your desk.