prompt: Phil is a boarding school student, and he has pretty much everything. His dad owns the school, he’s pretty popular, has the best room, gets all the best treatment – he’s the King. Dan is a cleaner/phil’s personal maid there, and he isn’t as lucky. Some students are assholes to Dan, including Phil at first.
THIS TOOK LITERALLY FIFTY THREE YEARS I JUST FINISHED STRANGER THINGS AND
NEEDED TIME TO RECOVER BECAUSE SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ENDING oh and
also college work bUT STRANGER THINGS
feels like I’ve spent ages on this chapter. You have no idea (No Idea) how many
lil paragraphs and scenes I’ve written and cut out and I just????? This feels
really bitty for some reason idk I hope it’s still okay. I feel like it’s a bit
of a ‘calm before the storm’ chapter but i hope u still like it!! it’s a Lot longer than usual hopefully that’ll make up for things <33
warnings: mentions of blood, violence
Phil freezes, the hum of a
conversation creeping into his earshot. He’d managed to stumble downstairs with
a stack of dirty mugs from his room (he’d decided to give Dan a break from the
washing up), but as soon as he’d heard voices coming from the kitchen door,
he’d stopped, listening.
He recognises one of the
voices – it’s definitely Noah; he can identify that laugh from about three miles away.
The problem is, he recognises
the other one too.
“Don’t use that image!”
“What’s wrong with it?”
“Look at her. She’s- like, what even is that position? Why’s her leg up there?”
“She’s a stock model, not Simone Biles.”
“Stock models are known for
being- like, weird, aren’t they?”
“Are you calling a multiple
Olympic gold-medallist weird?”
“No, you twat. I’m saying the stock models are weird.”
“No- don’t put it there! How offputting is it gonna be;
having some weird suited lady doing the splits in the corner of the screen?”
“Fine. We’ll use this one. Is
“She still looks a bit…”
“For god’s sake, this is clip
art, not a fucking Vogue photoshoot.”