Hey (phan kik)

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I rushed up the long stairs to Phil's apartment. I don't know why, but I felt anxious, like he was hiding something. Maybe he's just sick? He might just be feeling out of it? Why wouldn't he just tell me this stuff? My mind was thinking of thousands of different things that could be happening. I pounded on his door, but I didn't get an answer. I looked above his door, but there was no key. Mat! The mat had one! I stumbled to unlock the door and threw it open.

"P-Phil?"

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I'm actually Satan I know. I'm very sorry for not updating schools a bitch. I'm going to try to be a better person cuz summers here now so you can expect me to have no life. Tell me what you think I absolutely love talking to you guys and having lovely convos. It's nice to get to know people who read your trash.

Thank you so much for reading :)