Phil woke up in a hospital, I believe? Sorry its been a while. Whatever, just enjoy the story. (btw roberts is my last name hajajjjajahaha)
Phil started to panic. Where's Dan?!! I need Dan!! "Hello, Mr. Lester. I am Dr. Roberts. I see you have awoke. Do you know where you are?" she said. Obviously I'm in a hospital. "Yeah, a hospital. But why?" he asked. He started to worry. "Calm down Mr. Lester, your friend Mr. Howell brought you in. He said you fainted and he couldn't get a pulse. He was literally crying his eyes out. He's in the waiting room. Would you like me to go get him?" Phil nodded. In just a few ahort minutes Phil heard loud footsteps coming from outside the door, then a tearstained, red eyed Dan came bursting in. "OMY GOD P-PHIL DON'T D-DO THA-AT EVER AG-GAIN!!" Dan cried out. Phil could tell he was scared. "Dan, calm down, take a few deep breaths. In through your nose and out your mouth." They breathed in unison. "Thanks Phil. But, do you recall anything from before you fainted?" Phil shook his head. "No, but I do remember you kissing my forehead." Phil smiled. Dan blushed bright red "Oh, uh, yeah, I remember that, t-too." he studdered. "But, Dan, how long have I been in the hospital?" Phil asked. "Three long, harsh months." Dan said sadly. Phil went wide eyed. "THREE MONTHS!! YOU SURVIVED THREE MONTHS WITHOUT ME HAVING TO TELL YOU TO NOT PUT YOUR FINGER IN AN OUTLET??!!" he was practically whiaper screaming. "Yeah, but it's worth it now, because I'm with you." And the two of them put linked arms and left the accursed hospital.
Heyo! This might sound like an ending, but it's not MORE TO COME I SWEAR!