"In my defense, I really wanted to."
Rating: G
Word Count: 1.4k
Summary: Dan already knows that Phil is having another dizzy spell not merely because he is laid flat on the couch with nothing turned on— no TV and no music, nothing at all but the sounds of the city coming through the open windows— but also because he is that particular shade of green he used to only get after an ill-advised virtual reality session.
A fic about heads and horizontal.
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