Dan's POV
Another hot summers day rolled by and the hours just seemed longer and longer. I shuffled up past the houses knocking on each door gently, sure enough no one answered. They knew my objectives. I gripped onto my clipboard and chewed on my cheap black pen that was half eaten by now, my black suit sticking to the backs of my legs and I could already feel the sweat seeping through the fabric. Pretty plants and vibrant green hedges cascaded over walls and paths; I admired them as I listened to young children giggling in the backgrounds as they played without a care in the world, if only they knew what happens when you grow old.
Another house. No answer.
"Well this day just keeps getting better and better" I chuckled to myself. The sweat gathered on my forehead and dripped colliding with my eyelashes and splashing on my cheeks. The heat seemed more intense now, probably because its noon; when the sun is at its highest. I brushed down my suit and adjusted my tie accordingly, preparing myself just in case someone did answer this time.
Two knocks. No answer.
"Urgh" I sighed internally and slumped against the wall. I set back in my original direction, but before reaching the gate that was parked at the end of the pathway the door creaked.
"Urm, good afternoon" The man standing opposite me spluttered out after about two minutes of stuttering.
"Afternoon Sir, can I have a moment of your time?" I trembled, almost forgetting how to speak, which was strange because I was normally confident, maybe it's the heat. The gentleman led me into what seemed to be an office of some kind, or a study room. He looked at me puzzled then moved his hand to indicate me to start this 'moment'.
"Oh yes sorry, I urm" I paused looking around the brown room, observing the stacks of paperwork and his quite expensive looking equipment. "I just wanted to talk to you about, a charity I represent"
He shook his head and put his hand up to it.
"Let me stop you right there ok, I don't want to invest any money on any charity, I got a business to run see mate?"
I furrowed my brow and stuttered a bit.
Wait.
I know this guy from somewhere.
Isn't this the very same guy from youtube? The vlogger, right?
"Wait, aren't you the AmazingPhil?" I studied his face even more, of course its amazingphil who else has that iconic black fringe and shocking blue eyes that could make anyone fall into his arms.
His eyes widened and he bit his bottom lip innocently. He twiddled this thumbs together and looked at the floor as if he was ashamed of the fact that he was actually that man.
"Uh, I don't like to admit the fact but you could say I'm 'that guy', wait do you watch my videos?" he asked me shyly, sitting himself down next to me on the soft velvet sofa.
"I'm just a huge fan, I can't believe it's really you" I spluttered out nearly jumping up out of excitement.
"I'm not all that great, YouTube is a hobby, it's not a great job it's just my passion, I'd rather it than work in a dead end job like you." We let out a small laugh in unison, as I ran my hand through my hair trying to adjust it.
"So you up for coffee?"