Phil woke and made his breakfast, cursing under his breath at their lack of cereal. He ate on the sofa with his laptop by his side. He hadn't turned on the TV because he didn't want to wake Dan who hardly ever woke before 11. After a while Phil heard several bangs and crashes coming from Dan's room.
"What ARE you doing?!" Yelled Phil,
"Nothing!" Dan said angrily. Phil put down his cereal and walked down the corridor to Dan's room. He knocked twice and walked in. He found Dan surrounded by the contents of his room practically turned upside down!
"What the hell…?" Phil said as he circled the room putting posters back on the walls.
"I'm rearranging." Dan murmured sat on the floor covered in clothes and pillows. "Why?" Phil asked, "'Cause I'm losing everything!" Dan nearly screamed as he threw papers around and then put his head in his hands. "Whoa, chill Dan, chill." Phil said as he sat down next to Dan and put his arms around him. "We both have the same problem apart from I'm not as much of a neat freak as you." Phil felt Dan's shoulder shake as he laughed. This gave Phil confidence. "C'mon weirdo let's get this sorted out." Phil grabbed Dan's hand and pulled him to his feet. "Wow, what the hell did I do?" Dan said amazed as he stared at his new creation, "Ugh, let's get going." Dan started to break down again but Phil pulled him into a hug. Phil didn't know what was bringing this on but he squeezed Dan as he tried to pull away. Phil put his hands on either side of Dan's perfect, flushed face. "Don't worry about anything, I'm here." Phil kissed Dan's forehead and started to clean up. Dan stood, a smile plastered on his face. He loved Phil, Phil loved him. He was happy.