*Dan's P.O.V. 2 months ago*
"I really need to stop making pointless videos. Why am I so socially awkward that I can't talk to anyone about my issues? I have to literally talk to a camera in order to express my feelings about Phil. Does talking to a camera even count as talking to anyone? Maybe I need a therapist." I say thoughtfully into the filming camera. As if on cue, Phil walks into the room, looking stunning as always. It looks like he's just woke up and he's still in his Pikachu pajama pants with a white tee on.
"Well, look who's up early." He says with a crooked smile.
"Yeah, I couldn't sleep very well. I'll be out to eat breakfast in a minute." I say, returning his smile with one of my own.
Phil nods and closes the door as he leaves my room. I realize I'm still filming so I look back at the camera set up in front of my desk.
"I'm so fucked." I say with a sigh while blushing. I turn off the camera and set it up to the computer to download it. I won't put in on my channel but I feel like I need to keep it, sort of as a virtual diary. In a few short minutes, it's saved to my computer and I never thought about it again. I then got up and joined Phil at the breakfast counter in the kitchen, stuffing my face with pancakes.