Phil Malkin

1962, Derry, Maine.
You and your friend Lily Brainbridge were at the observation tower, but suddenly Phil Malkin and Teddy Uris climbed up. They saw you and frowned
(Phil)- What are you doing here?
(Teddy)- This is our spot!
(Lily)- But we hang out here often...
You remained silent, looking at Phil with loving eyes, because you had been head over heels in love with him for a long time. It was mutual, but you didn't know; you wrote poems about him and drew his portraits, feeling wildly jealous whenever he looked at other girls, though you never followed or stalked him. Phil noticed your gaze and blushed
(Phil)- Get lost, you psychos!
(Teddy)- Phil, calm down, let them stay. Just don't get in our way.
(Lily)- Okay...
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