Reunited (Phan)
Phil trudges down the musty streets in London. It's nearly half-past 6 now. Phil is heading home from an unsuccessful furniture hunt, exciting. The sky is overcast and threatening to rain. He looks up to the sky to feel if any rain has decided to fall but he feels nothing. Phil's gaze drifts downwards towards a crosswalk and a lamp post. Specifically the man leaning against the lamp post. He was tall with brown shaggy hair and wearing a black jacket that came down to his mid-thighs making him look much like a ringwraith.
It came to Phil's mind that he only knew of one person that tall, with such perfect hair, and who would wear a coat like that.
"Dan?" Phil murmured to himself. He hadn't seen Dan in years. He didn't know if Dan even remembered him at this point.
"Dan!" Phil shouted, throwing caution to the wind and running up to the man, throwing his arms around his shoulders holding tight.
« Go Back It came to Phil's mind that he only knew of one person that tall, with such perfect hair, and who would wear a coat like that.
"Dan?" Phil murmured to himself. He hadn't seen Dan in years. He didn't know if Dan even remembered him at this point.
"Dan!" Phil shouted, throwing caution to the wind and running up to the man, throwing his arms around his shoulders holding tight.