I wake up from a deep sleep, feeling groggy. I check the time on my phone and see that it's 6:23 AM. I sigh and get out of bed, not feeling like I can go back to sleep. I quickly throw some comfortable clothes on and go on my laptop. I hear some movement outside my room, and my heart skips a beat. I lower my laptop lid slightly, staring at the door, my heart racing. I slowly get out of my bed, stepping quietly towards the door. I open it, slowly, and step into the hall. when I see no one there, I continue down the hall. I see Dan, just wandering around the living room. I lower my guard again and let out a groan of distress.
"Mother fucker! you scared me." I say. "I thought there was a demon in the house!"
Dan looked quite startled, he probably didn't expect me to be awake either. "sorry, couldn't sleep. just thinking about stuff."
I nod slightly. "what were you thinking about?"
he visibly bites his lip, and after a moment of him thinking, her shrugs. "nothing important... just youtube stuff."
I nod. "you wanna watch something?"
Dan nods eagerly, in a way that made me think he just wants to be in someones company. I feel glad that he chose to be in my company. wow, that was deep.
I flick the light switch on, as the darkness was depressing me. he sits on the sofa and I look through our movies.
"wanna watch Guardians of the Galaxy?" I ask, holding up the box.
Dan nods.
I smile and put it in the DVD player.
I sit back on the couch next to him. I still feel slightly drowsy, so I rest my head on his shoulder. I can hear his breath, coming out in slow, calming notions. listening to his breathing? god, that was creepy.

as the movie ended, I noticed that Dan had his arm around me. I hadn't even noticed, I guess I was just so entranced by the movie. I blush and pull away slightly. Dan looks at me, and I start to mimic Baby Groot's dance from the end of the movie. he smiles his amazing smile, and I feel an inward spurt of joy.
"who's your favourite character?" he asks after I'm finished.
"isn't it obvious?" I say.
Dan rolls his yes. "Groot?"
I nod. "you know me so well. how about you?"
"Rocket. although, Groot's pretty cool too."
"I don't like him 'cause he's cool, I like him 'cause he's nice. and cute. and, yeah, he's pretty badass too." I say.
Dan smiles and stretches. I can see light coming in through the window, and I know that the world, er, London, is waking up.
"Should I wake up Phil?" I ask, stretching as well.
"nah, let 'em sleep." Dan says.
"okay. oh! I forgot. I wanted to show you the Whisper Challenge video. er, what I have so far of it."
Dan nods up and stands up, waiting for me to lead him into my room.

"So what did you think?" I asked after the unfinished video finished.
"its awesome! you should get a degree in editing." he says.
I flick my hair and, in a purposefully obnoxious voice, say "baby, I know."
Dan rolls his eyes and pushes my laptop gently off his lap, standing up.
I look at the time on my phone and see that its around 8:00. I ponder waking Phil again, but it's still too early. Dan is about to walk out the door when I ask, "do you want to play some Mario Cart?"
"shouldn't you be editing? you haven't uploaded a video in like, two weeks." he says. I can tell he's making a point to say it gently as to not hurt my feelings. it was a nice touch.
"I knooow, but I'm not in the mood for editing. I need human interaction."
"you? needing human interaction?" Dan says in a jokingly over exaggerated shocked voice.
"what? Humans are naturally social creatures. even introverted people need interaction." I say.
Dan rolls his eyes, smiling. "sure. I call player one!" he yells, running back into the lounge.
"hey, no fair! you had a head start!" I shout, running after him.
surely Phil had heard us, but Dan and I always have these little physical interactions every now and then. whether it be tickling, arm wrestling or racing.
sure enough, Dan has a controller in his hand. he waves it in front of me in a taunting motion. I walk over to him and try to take it out of his hands, but he lifts it out of my reach.
"whats the matter, Sammy too short?" He taunts. he knows that this kinda taunting doesn't make me upset, other wise he wouldn't do it.
I jump in an attempt to grab it, but only manage to make a loud noise when I crash back down on the floor. I cringe at the noise, and after a moment of silence, a grumpy Phil storms out of his room, still in his pyjamas.
"would you shut up?" He says.
"sorry!" I whisper sincerely.
Phil groans angrily and walks back into his room.
Dan and I sit back on the couch, no longer arguing about who got to be player one.