Summary: Starting from Manchester in the year of 2009 and ending on the year of 2015 in London, go through moments of the three important years of Dan and Phil’s life with Dan as he tells you, the reader, the story as well as his thoughts.
A/N: GUESS WHO’S BACK? BACK AGAIN. So, here I am with more shit fics for ya’ll. Merry Christmas.
A/N 2: I really like the “format” I wrote this story in so I might make a collection of these. They won’t tie together but I just really like the idea of a the main character(s) telling the reader the story as if it were a conversation. A pretentiously cheesy and metaphoric conversation.
I fell in love with him, reader. Is there more to say? There is definitely more to say.
It was 2009. The city was Manchester. The feeling was indescribable. As the train announcer said where we were, it felt so surreal. My once churning stomach had become inhabited by the goddess Charybdis and there was a whirlpool that could destroy ships.
At first, there was a blur of faces. The colours flooding my vision were too plain. The expressions on the people’s faces were nearly non-existent; untold stories of pain, excitement, happiness, anger and so much more hidden behind a mask of indifference.
Then there he was. Amidst the monotone world, he stood out. His magnificent smile lit the whole train station; multi-coloured eyes compensating for the black and white aesthetic that this world was.
AYYYE WASSUp it’s 4:30 am and I can’t sleep so I thought I’d share some pictures from the IM5 and False Puppet show I went to on Saturday with Marlon and Kiana! They’re chewymarlon and penderythrusts here on tumblr :D Also my hair and face are definitely not on point I profusely apologize
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