Phil
"i can't believe you're leaving already," dan said giving me a one-handed hug, since he had my bag in the other hand.
"i'm gonna miss you,"
"dan, i'm going to miss you too, but i have to go or i'm gonna miss my train," dan set my bag on the floor and gave me a giant hug with two hands, completely nuzzling into my side. i hugged him back for a few seconds, before trying to get him off of me so i didn't miss my train. he then smiled at me deviously, hugging tighter around my waist.
"y'know maybe we could stay like this for just a few more minutes,"
i knew what he was doing.
"dan, i know what you're trying to do, but i can't miss the train. i'm sorry," he sighed and unraveled from my torso.
"okay," he looked down and fidgeted with his hands, i almost felt bad, "i'll miss you," he sniffled. i did feel bad.
but i had to leave, i couldn't just stay there forever. so i gave him one more hug and stepped out the door, almost not ready to go home but still going anyways.
yet, one part of me never wanted to leave.
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my dad just roasted spectrum internet.
