p data-p-id="d0fa6c166695bf0b458eba5506cad451"(A few days later)/p
p data-p-id="8f6c299d0b7334156020a4501d428e9e"I really needed to film a video for my channel so I decided to do an apartment tour. I was nearly done, I just had to film the kitchen./p
p data-p-id="05021c0849b47c5a3a7fe0a1de5741c0""And this is where I store my food," I began. Then I noticed something that shouldn't be there. Make that two somethings. "The food that my neighbors are now eating," I continued. Phil was leaning against the counter watching Dan as he went through my cupboards./p
p data-p-id="60619c83842cc0c1d20c9b0ec0a17d48""Don't you dare eat my malteasers, Dan!" I yelled furiously. Malteasers were my absolutes favorite. You could say I had an unhealthy obsession. "I gotta go, guys," I said to the camera I still had in my hands. "I need to stop two giant nerds from eating all my food." I turned my camera off and walked over to Dan, snatched the box of malteasers from his hand and ate the remaining chocolate./p
p data-p-id="cd270578661b4f1046b68a3771a6692f""Hey! I was eating those," Dan said loudly./p
p data-p-id="c528476951ce45d93744cbe4675ec402""Yeah, well I bought them. They're mine," I retorted. "If you want some, the buy them yourself. Or you could've just asked me..." I trailed off, getting lost in Dan's chocolate brown eyes./p
p data-p-id="8976c8eddb7dedcfbe940e07ae497a1c"I blinked and looked away. "How did you guys even get in here?" I asked./p
p data-p-id="5b0739da39fd28a8e879a4dc1e173421""The spare key under the mat," Phil answered as if it were obvious./p
p data-p-id="77c6ff3a7387ad4ddfcf8085736b0268"Right. I forgot I had told Phil were unkept the spare in case of an emergency. I thought I could trust him with that information. I might have to move it though, if they're just gonna come in here and eat my food./p
p data-p-id="6c1e22462482cd215b4712ad7c9d0f5d""Okay... And why are you here?"/p
p data-p-id="9a5c127f4b56e8d619019b30fd65657c""No reason," Phil answered. "I guess we were just bored."/p
p data-p-id="fd39368ed0021753e0d00a490ca24164""I was hungry and Phil wouldn't make me food," Dan said./p
p data-p-id="49e31649023784dec22585d0351ec018"I rolled my eyes at him. If course he only wanted food./p
p data-p-id="971a709a2ba64f9c1b385b6cc655c161""If I make you food, will you be quiet so I can edit my video?" I asked them./p
p data-p-id="2dd33bc9bad8698f920529649a551041""Of course," Phil answered./p
p data-p-id="d38a747b8b9e72b6e02b3f0eb6dc0334""Maybe..." Dan said./p
p data-p-id="55424a3a823dcc44fdc8b7551e4770ff""Close enough," I mumbled. The boys then left me to make sandwiches while they lounged about on my sofa. Dan and Phil ate there sandwiches while watching reruns of the X-Files. I grabbed my headphones and laptop, uploaded the footage from my camera to my computer and started editing./p
p data-p-id="c9415a31c7fca21b6ec7f15f773f8439"After a few hours, I finally finished editing my video. That's when I noticed Dan had his head on my shoulder, sound asleep. He looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake him. I looked over at Phil as he was standing up./p
p data-p-id="80a993deefaee5749c8e6fea67d63653""I have to go. I'm supposed to be meeting Peej soon," he told me. "Try and let him sleep a little longer if you can. He didn't get much sleep last night." Phil looked longingly at the younger boy sleeping on my shoulder. "I'll see you later, (y/n)."/p
p data-p-id="200be4b136845a9c746686135638f7a7""Bye, Phil. Don't get abducted by aliens!" I told him with little laugh./p
p data-p-id="b2432e46e82114986def35be2ce3e462""I'll make no such promises," Phil said as he opened the front door, laughing. He then left, closing the door silently behind him./p
p data-p-id="0a813f74c93922da012155abde060f48"I decided to watch some videos on YouTube to pass the time while Dan slept. After about an hour or so, he started to stir. I put my laptop on the side table, trying not to jostle him too much. Dan sat up, stretching and yawned. He looked over at me, sleep still in his eyes./p
p data-p-id="92f790303e2e1d447bf649b71ef1f712""How long was I asleep?" He asked me./p
p data-p-id="d512037e4b977dda44a1f6dff58fd221""A few hours maybe," I said, looking at his slightly messed up hair./p
p data-p-id="b5c3bb41e76ec78ab29bcbb2399993c0""Where's Phil?"/p
p data-p-id="b063eedfe7a1c10eab902ebad21ab473""He'd gone to meet PJ about an hour ago. He didn't say when he'd be back," I told him. "I'd fix my hair if I were you." At his confused look, I mouthed 'bed head' and pointed at his fringe, which had also started to curl slightly./p
p data-p-id="0422c6c6a57093887bc374508d7e5d1c"He quickly fixed his fringe with a slightly embarrassed expression. At that moment, I heard a knock on the door and Phil walked in./p
p data-p-id="5743b315478ef01dbc7583a40fbd061d""Hey (y/n). Hey Dan," he saidonce he saw us on the sofa. "Have you been alseep the entire time I was gone, Dan?" He asked his friend./p
p data-p-id="ae605745c963ae31eca95b8b80a50dd1""Yeah. Just woke up," the taller boy responded./p
p data-p-id="d973a0c655f3a155c10eb63b08d9dcc2""Anyone hungry? I vote Chinese. Who's in?" I asked the boys. Ten minutes later, Dan and I left to get the take out and Phil went back to their apartment to set the table as we were eating there./p
p data-p-id="c8db8b6661e743038a6bb585331b6170"Only one person needed to go, but I had no idea where the Chinese place was, so Dan was showing me the way. We talked about random, irrelevant stuff. As we were walking back the their flat, Dan asked me why I decided to move to London./p
p data-p-id="0efa96dda37c30f0350a73a6bd8c926e""Well, I've always wanted to move here ever since I was little," I told him. "I wanted to see the sights, meet the people. I also thought I might have a better chance at selling my art here then I did back home." By this point, Dan had already unlocked his door and we were setting the food on the table./p
p data-p-id="494c24bced611fa24fc058f88bf7ac80"Dan, Phil and I talked, ate, and joked around like old friends. I've only known them a few days, and we're already this close./p
p data-p-id="7d72814b38e2209c4b9c633787e2ab85"I love living in London so much.../p
p data-p-id="d41d8cd98f00b204e9800998ecf8427e" /p
p data-p-id="8f6c299d0b7334156020a4501d428e9e"I really needed to film a video for my channel so I decided to do an apartment tour. I was nearly done, I just had to film the kitchen./p
p data-p-id="05021c0849b47c5a3a7fe0a1de5741c0""And this is where I store my food," I began. Then I noticed something that shouldn't be there. Make that two somethings. "The food that my neighbors are now eating," I continued. Phil was leaning against the counter watching Dan as he went through my cupboards./p
p data-p-id="60619c83842cc0c1d20c9b0ec0a17d48""Don't you dare eat my malteasers, Dan!" I yelled furiously. Malteasers were my absolutes favorite. You could say I had an unhealthy obsession. "I gotta go, guys," I said to the camera I still had in my hands. "I need to stop two giant nerds from eating all my food." I turned my camera off and walked over to Dan, snatched the box of malteasers from his hand and ate the remaining chocolate./p
p data-p-id="cd270578661b4f1046b68a3771a6692f""Hey! I was eating those," Dan said loudly./p
p data-p-id="c528476951ce45d93744cbe4675ec402""Yeah, well I bought them. They're mine," I retorted. "If you want some, the buy them yourself. Or you could've just asked me..." I trailed off, getting lost in Dan's chocolate brown eyes./p
p data-p-id="8976c8eddb7dedcfbe940e07ae497a1c"I blinked and looked away. "How did you guys even get in here?" I asked./p
p data-p-id="5b0739da39fd28a8e879a4dc1e173421""The spare key under the mat," Phil answered as if it were obvious./p
p data-p-id="77c6ff3a7387ad4ddfcf8085736b0268"Right. I forgot I had told Phil were unkept the spare in case of an emergency. I thought I could trust him with that information. I might have to move it though, if they're just gonna come in here and eat my food./p
p data-p-id="6c1e22462482cd215b4712ad7c9d0f5d""Okay... And why are you here?"/p
p data-p-id="9a5c127f4b56e8d619019b30fd65657c""No reason," Phil answered. "I guess we were just bored."/p
p data-p-id="fd39368ed0021753e0d00a490ca24164""I was hungry and Phil wouldn't make me food," Dan said./p
p data-p-id="49e31649023784dec22585d0351ec018"I rolled my eyes at him. If course he only wanted food./p
p data-p-id="971a709a2ba64f9c1b385b6cc655c161""If I make you food, will you be quiet so I can edit my video?" I asked them./p
p data-p-id="2dd33bc9bad8698f920529649a551041""Of course," Phil answered./p
p data-p-id="d38a747b8b9e72b6e02b3f0eb6dc0334""Maybe..." Dan said./p
p data-p-id="55424a3a823dcc44fdc8b7551e4770ff""Close enough," I mumbled. The boys then left me to make sandwiches while they lounged about on my sofa. Dan and Phil ate there sandwiches while watching reruns of the X-Files. I grabbed my headphones and laptop, uploaded the footage from my camera to my computer and started editing./p
p data-p-id="c9415a31c7fca21b6ec7f15f773f8439"After a few hours, I finally finished editing my video. That's when I noticed Dan had his head on my shoulder, sound asleep. He looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake him. I looked over at Phil as he was standing up./p
p data-p-id="80a993deefaee5749c8e6fea67d63653""I have to go. I'm supposed to be meeting Peej soon," he told me. "Try and let him sleep a little longer if you can. He didn't get much sleep last night." Phil looked longingly at the younger boy sleeping on my shoulder. "I'll see you later, (y/n)."/p
p data-p-id="200be4b136845a9c746686135638f7a7""Bye, Phil. Don't get abducted by aliens!" I told him with little laugh./p
p data-p-id="b2432e46e82114986def35be2ce3e462""I'll make no such promises," Phil said as he opened the front door, laughing. He then left, closing the door silently behind him./p
p data-p-id="0a813f74c93922da012155abde060f48"I decided to watch some videos on YouTube to pass the time while Dan slept. After about an hour or so, he started to stir. I put my laptop on the side table, trying not to jostle him too much. Dan sat up, stretching and yawned. He looked over at me, sleep still in his eyes./p
p data-p-id="92f790303e2e1d447bf649b71ef1f712""How long was I asleep?" He asked me./p
p data-p-id="d512037e4b977dda44a1f6dff58fd221""A few hours maybe," I said, looking at his slightly messed up hair./p
p data-p-id="b5c3bb41e76ec78ab29bcbb2399993c0""Where's Phil?"/p
p data-p-id="b063eedfe7a1c10eab902ebad21ab473""He'd gone to meet PJ about an hour ago. He didn't say when he'd be back," I told him. "I'd fix my hair if I were you." At his confused look, I mouthed 'bed head' and pointed at his fringe, which had also started to curl slightly./p
p data-p-id="0422c6c6a57093887bc374508d7e5d1c"He quickly fixed his fringe with a slightly embarrassed expression. At that moment, I heard a knock on the door and Phil walked in./p
p data-p-id="5743b315478ef01dbc7583a40fbd061d""Hey (y/n). Hey Dan," he saidonce he saw us on the sofa. "Have you been alseep the entire time I was gone, Dan?" He asked his friend./p
p data-p-id="ae605745c963ae31eca95b8b80a50dd1""Yeah. Just woke up," the taller boy responded./p
p data-p-id="d973a0c655f3a155c10eb63b08d9dcc2""Anyone hungry? I vote Chinese. Who's in?" I asked the boys. Ten minutes later, Dan and I left to get the take out and Phil went back to their apartment to set the table as we were eating there./p
p data-p-id="c8db8b6661e743038a6bb585331b6170"Only one person needed to go, but I had no idea where the Chinese place was, so Dan was showing me the way. We talked about random, irrelevant stuff. As we were walking back the their flat, Dan asked me why I decided to move to London./p
p data-p-id="0efa96dda37c30f0350a73a6bd8c926e""Well, I've always wanted to move here ever since I was little," I told him. "I wanted to see the sights, meet the people. I also thought I might have a better chance at selling my art here then I did back home." By this point, Dan had already unlocked his door and we were setting the food on the table./p
p data-p-id="494c24bced611fa24fc058f88bf7ac80"Dan, Phil and I talked, ate, and joked around like old friends. I've only known them a few days, and we're already this close./p
p data-p-id="7d72814b38e2209c4b9c633787e2ab85"I love living in London so much.../p
p data-p-id="d41d8cd98f00b204e9800998ecf8427e" /p
