this is gonna be bad i can feel it in my bones
i feel like its gonna be monotone heads up
"WHAT THE HELL? OH MY GOD I GOT A SPLINTER A SPLINTER"
Dan had gotten a splinter. The sharp wood of the pencil he was tightly gripping had broken his skin and lodged itself into the palm of his hand. Dan’s luscious locks framed his face as he stared in horror at the foreign material stuck in his skin, acting like it paid rent. Dan had never had a splinter before. What did he do with it? Now that he looked at it more he didn’t mind it so much. Could he keep it? Name it?
Suddenly Phil walked in. “What are you doing.”
"Look its a splinter!" Dan shouted extending his hand to Phil
Phil shook his head and walked out of the room leaving Dan with his new splinter friend Herbert. The End.