"Hey, hey, guys, leave him alone," Phil suggested softly, moving himself to the front of their group to protect the obviously frightened creature. The poor thing was practically trembling there on the floor. Where had all of Phils courage come from all of a sudden? He didn't really even know himself. Maybe he had that thing where if someone's even more scared than someone else, that someone can do the thing. He didn't know for certain.
PJ gave a loud whine "Phil, you're always ruining the fun! I wanna see!"
Ugh, his friends were absolute children when they were intoxicated.
Still, Phil kept his spot firmly in front of the creature on the floor, feeling proud as he slowly began to uncurl himself from his position. "Let's leave him alone, and go home," Phil stated, watching his friends eye over the other before giving in.
"Fine," Wirrow huffed "Only because we're out of alcohol."
And, off they went, Phil giving one last promising glance to the creature on the floor before heading home himself.
He'd be back.
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Haunted ~Phan~
FanfictionThe house on the corner of Third Street and Nineteen Road has been abandoned for decades. It was supposedly haunted and the site for crimes through the ages, from cults to murder. It wasn't really a surprise Phil's daredevil friends wanted to go ins...
