"Are you ready to go?" Dan called up the stairs, standing by the door with his boyfriend Phil "Almost. Two seconds." PJ answered. Pj had been staying at Dan and Phil's for the past few days. He was standing by the mirror, in the guest room, arranging his hair, when he heard the front door open. "Guys wait!" He ran down to see them both still in the house, grinning like children. "I got you again!" Dan chuckled, and they got into the car after PJ had put on his brown suede shoes. The three of them were on their way to go and visit Chris, a very good friend of theirs. When arriving, Chris welcomed them in, greeting each separately with a bear hug. "Have a seat!" Chris said to them all. "How've you been?" He directed this to PJ, who smiled at him. "Been good, been good." He grinned back "but I have been kept up..." He smirked at Dan and Phil, who blushed in unison. "They make a hell of a lot of noise." Chris guffawed and then made his way into the hall. "Be right back guys." A few minutes past before he returned, but when he did he was carrying a large box, covered in wrapping paper which was dotted with Marvel characters. "I thought... well.." Chris stuttered, looking into PJ's eyes. They were beautiful, he loved them. In some lights they were a deep ocean blue with specks of green, and in others they were a minty green, essential for his gaze. He couldn't drag his from them, he sank into them. PJ coughed, bringing Chris from his thoughts. "Yes..um..." He cleared his throat. "I got this for you, seeming as I did miss your birthday." He gestured to the present, which he nervously handed over. Dan giggled. He was sitting next to Phil, arms around each other, and Phil wore the same amused expression. "Seems like someone has a little crush..." They grinned from ear to ear. Chris blushed a deep beetroot, casting his eyes to the floor. "Chris!" PJ luaghed "Thank you!" In amongst the embarrassment, Chris had forgotten that he had handed over the present. He recovered himself, and smiled meaningfully. "You're welcome PJ. I thought you would like it." PJ returned Chris' intent gaze. The silence was broken by Dan jumping from the sofa. "Oh cool! Twister!" Dan exclaimed, snatching the present from PJ's hands. He set it out on the floor, then dragged Phil over. "I don't want to play..." Phil protested. "I'll spin..!" "No need for that." Chris interrupted "I bought the latest twister, which you can scan the QR code, to get the app. Then it calls out a random move, and if you enter your name, it will call it out your name along with it, so there is no cheating or confusion." He looked at Phil seriously, but he could tell he was joking as he had a glint in his greeny brown eyes. "You have to play." Phil replied by poking his tongue out. Chris proceeded to scan the code, and the game began. "Left foot green Phil Lester." The voice was so robotic, so inhuman, but it also came with an Southern-American twang. It was so ridiculous that the four boys broke out in laughter. Phil followed the instructions once they calmed down. "Right hand red Dan Howell." 'Howell' was pronounced 'Owl' which earned another laughter spurt. Dan bent down to place his hand on the spot, and Phil gently kicked him on the bum. "Hey!" Dan squealed, but did not fall. "Right foot green PJ Liguini" Even though none of them were in difficult positions, they all fell on the floor. "I'm sorry..." Chris mumbled. "That'll be the auto correct." He looked around, he was the only one standing. "Shall we start again?" "Yeah" was the reply, but it was almost inaudible due to the giggling. Chris walked over and restarted it all.