Dan POV

Okay, at Star Bucks we have this costumer who is actually pretty cool. His names Wren and he's super sweet. He came in this morning and smiled. "Aloha fellows! Just wanted to get the regular." Wren replied with a happy clap. Louise ran out from somewhere and hugged Wren. Apparently she called him our best friend now. "Hey best friend!" She smiled. Wren returned the hug, his hood almost falling off. Wren was only 19, and he had a job and a pet lizard. He used to bring his lizard everywhere on his shoulder, which was honestly so adorable.

His lizard was a leopard gecko by the way. But today he came alone. "Where is Crowley?" (Sorry not sorry) Dan asked. Wren gave a chuckle. "Eh, he's asleep in his tank. Poor bud didn't wanna go anywhere." Wren giggled. Chris walked in finally, after three hours of being late. Louise stomped up to him, her boss badge already zapping onto her dress.

"Chris, explain." She snapped, before Chris made a 'help me face' only for Louise to reply with a professional bitch face. He quickly made a break for it, before crashing into someone's chest. Phil. Phil had a black sweater with a giant Muse logo which one sleeve was rolled up and the other wasn't. It revealed his tattoo sleeves, which were so cool. His two lip piercings and nose piercings were silver and black. His hair now died a lighter blue. I was expecting Phil to literally throw Chris to freaking Alaska but he didn't, he only stared down at his friend wide eyed.

Phil blinked for a moment, waiting for Chris to step away. Chris was still afraid, so he still clung onto Phil like a baby would. "Don't let her hurt me!" Chris begged Phil. Louise obviously backed down, terror in her face. I just stared unamused before Wren cleared his throat. "Eh, this might sound awkward but Phil is my older cousin." We all turned to stare at Wren, except Phil who still looked at Chris clinging onto him. Phil raised an eyebrow, before rolling his eyes and moving with Chris who held onto Phil's leg.

"Chris let go of the poor man." I laughed. Chris let go of Phil and pouted, before twirling a strand of Phil's black hair. Phil only raised an eyebrow at Chris, pushing him off playfully. "Hey cousin." Phil smiled, making Wren run up to him and give him a short hug-tackle thing. Wren was like 3 inches smaller then Phil, and I was smaller then Wren, surprisingly. It was good to see a soft side of Phil, because it earned respect from Louise and other judging customers.

(A/n)

It's like twelve. Don't kill me okay.
I updated.