'Daaan?'
Phil was calling from the kitchen. Dan was editing, and he was so close to fitting the clip to the beat of the music, a task which he'd been busy with for the last 45 minutes.
'What?' He moved one headphone from his ear and did nothing to hide his irritation.
'Dan come help me, I'm stuck!'
'Phil, I'm busy! Can't you just google a cheat code or something?' Dan didn't know what game Phil was stuck on, or what level, but frankly, he didn't care.
'No, It's not a game! My hand is stuck!'
Dan sighed. What had Phil done now? He took his headphones off and put them on the desk. Annoyed, he walked to the kitchen.
What he saw was not what he had expected, and the scene was so comical that he forgot about being angry and burst out laughing. Phil looked up at him from underneath his fringe, looking so sad and helpless that Dan just wanted to hug him.
'Aww Phil-' He said, hardly able to contain his laughter.
'Don't laugh at me!' Phil pleaded. 'I need help!'
Dan ignored Phil's request. 'How the hell did you even do that?' He didn't wait for a reply, 'Hold on, I have to record this.'
'No Dan!' But he was already gone. He came back, flipcam in his hand, the little red light blinking, indicating that Phil's failure was in fact being recorded and was about to be published for all of the internet to see.
'Guys, you won't believe this, but I was just editing my next video when I heard Phil yelling from the kitchen. I thought he was stuck in a video game or something but no, because it's Phil, of course he has to get stuck in a fricking peanut butter jar. I swear, this is not staged or anything, his hand is actually stuck in a peanut butter jar.' He was annunciating every syllable, making sure that everyone actually knew what happened.
