my person: why can you text jack but not me :(
my person: i miss you
my person: i haven't talked to you in so long i think i'm going to explode
my person: spontaneously combust at the hands of dan howell
my person: plz baby talk to me
phil: what did i do wrong :(
phil: i know it's only been a day but i miss u :(
phil: it hurts to see u talking to everyone but me :(
phil: i love you dan :(
phil: i'm sorry if i did something wrong :(
phil: plz just talk to me about it
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Fanfiction> phan dan: big dick energy philly: what philly: what the fuck is big dick energy philly: what are you a fortune teller or some shit where a local and a member of stan twitter somehow fall in love despite the language barrier
