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He opened the door and led me in. It was large and modern looking, nicer than the cheap flat I could only just afford to rent, his parents must be quite well off, or he must earn a lot for his job. He headed into the large open living room. There was a comfortable looking sofa, which I assumed would be where I would be sleeping, and the walls were a soothing white, but covered in classy looking artwork. Dan walked back into the corridor and walked towards where I guessed the bedrooms were.
"Phil!" He yelled. He received a muffled answer from somewhere inside the flat and walked into one of the bedrooms, where I heard him say something in a low voice before re-entering the living room, where I was standing awkwardly, twiddling my thumbs. Behind him was another tall dark haired guy, but this time with baby blue eyes. He smiled adorably, introduced himself as Phil, and gave me a bear hug. It crossed my mind that I should probably be scared about spending the night at an unknown strangers' house, with two men who were easily bigger than me, but all I could think about was how short I was in comparison. And Phil seemed so innocent and nice. I just smiled and Dan started to introduce me and how we met, missing out the bits he didn't want Phil to hear about. I giggled and told Phil myself, earning me a good laugh from Phil and a sarcastic dirty look from Dan. They sat down on the sofa, offered me a seat, and then started to talk about their days. I could feel my eyes starting to flicker and unconsciously yawned. Both boys stopped talking and looked at me.
"We're so sorry, you must be exhausted. We'll leave you to sleep now."
"Dan, she doesn't have a duvet or pyjamas or anything," Phil said
Dan chuckled, "that's what I get for staying up 'till four, would you like to borrow some of my clothes or something?"
I blushed, but accepted, not really having any other option. He came back with a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a large t-shirt and then showed me where the bathroom was. I washed and changed into his clothes, which were much too big for me. I shuffled into the front room, trying not to trip over the end of his trousers. Phil was just setting up a blanket for me on the sofa when I walked in. He raised his eyebrows at my outfit.
"That's what I get for being short," I said, making him giggle. Phil was definitely the more innocent of the two.
"You're completely swamped," he stated and then straightened up. "There you go, that should be alright, and it doesn't get really cold in here."
I thanked him and he left, turning the light off. I curled under the blanket, hugging the pillow with one arm. It was comforting that I wasn't alone in my house for once, and I could hear Dan and Phil, although they weren't making much noise. I fell into a restless sleep within minutes.