Phil

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'cause most of us are breathing through corrupted lungs'
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"phil?"

phil jumped up. he wasn't expecting dan to be calling him. recently, they had been very quiet. too quiet to be any good.

"yeah?"

"i'm going out for a while," dan said, while unlocking the door.

"where?"

"s-somewhere. probably the park. y'know, some fresh air would be nice."

without waiting for phil to answer, dan hurriedly shut the door.

leaving phil in silence.

he never wanted to go out last time, so what made him do that? phil's mind was full of questions.

but no answers.

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