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*Book Is Not Written Like This* Dan: So, um, my name is Dan. Phil: Ello! Nice to meet you! The name's Phil. D&P: And this is our story. Dan: That was a bit cheesy. Phil: Hush. You're breaking the fourth wall and the book hasn't even begun. Dan: You're one to talk! Phil: *sighs* We're already fighting. Dan: *chuckles* As you can see, we're one of those couples. Good luck, everyone. ~~~~~~~~~~ My first phanfiction! This book has some trigger warnings at the start, but it's mostly just fluff. Here is an glimpse of the first chapter/preface: The rushing color of green playing with blue flowed beneath me. The smell of orange-red rust whirled around me. And the sound of soft snow pitter-pattering reverberated through me. But all I could do was stand there, clutching the support beam, panic (at the disco) coursing through me. I let out a shaky breath, sucking the painfully cold air into my lungs. Although the impact wouldn't kill me, the freezing cold temperature of the water would. And it felt nice. Though I was about to faint from fear, the adrenaline felt nice. I had so much power in my hands; I could finally control my own life. My fingers became numb from the unbearable cold metal. I was so close to giving up and letting go. After all, what did I have to lose? ~~~~~~ Well, that went worse than expected. All curse words in French will be underlined. See ya!
Chapter One/Preface
