I had to wake up way too early for the plane ride back to London. Phil had hit me on the face with a pillow to wake me up, so that put me in a grumpier mood then I already was, but I knew I'd end up getting more sleep back on the plane, so I sucked it  up and got up.

Me and Phil were packing, well more Phil than me, I was still complaining. Some things never change.

Dan is first to come through the door, telling us Savvy's still packing everything and she'd be done soon.

I had told Dan to never, ever tell Savanna about what happened at the party. Ever. 

He's been doing better on spending time with me and Phil and I'm really happy about that. I missed him.

"Hey Da-a-an?" I sing, putting my head on his shoulder.

"Yes Fio-o-ona?" He says in the same tone I did, glancing down at me.

"Care to help your best friend ever pack?" I ask, grinning.

"Hey!" Phil calls out, pouting at me.

"Anywho," I say, sticking my tounge out at Phil before turning back to Dan, "want to help?"

Dan gives me a 'I hate you but fine' look, before helping me finish packing.

"Thanks bestie!" I say in a sing-song voice, grinning.

Dan rolls his eyes, sitting on my bed and bouncing.

Savanna bursts through the door, closing it behind her and sitting next to Dan.

"Why'd you leave without me?" She asks, looking at Dan directly in his eyes.

"Because I was done packing," he responds.

"But, you," she pokes him in the chest, "are my boyfriend. And you are supposed to wait for me. How would you feel if I just left you?"

I give Phil the look out of the corner of my eye and he shakes his head.

I roll my eyes, walking out the door and to the snack machine.

After getting the four of us some food and drinks, I walk back to my room only to hear Dan and Savvy have gotten louder with their little 'argument'.

I hand Phil a honey bun while I open mine and bite on it while watching them argue.

"I'm sorry, but the last time I checked, I don't have to wait for you. Not to mention you have to take forever, so you're quite lucky I wait for you when I do!" Dan says, trying to stay as calm as possible, but you could easily notice that he is so close to losing it.

"What the hell is your problem Dan? I'm a lady! So what if I take long? I want to look good for you oh my gosh you selfish prick! I'm so close to being so done with you I'm so sick of you," Savanna says, muttering part of her statement under her breath.

"Fine! Be done with me! You don't have to impress me. I'm fine with you. Fiona doesn't take that long to get ready!" Dan says motioning over to me.

"Woah, woah, woah, this is between A," I point towards Savanna, "and B," and then I point towards Dan, "I am in no way part of this, thank you very much."

I can hear the slightest chuckle from Dan, but he and Savvy go straight back to arguing.

Thank gosh we had a while before we had to leave for the flight.

The arguing had stopped with Savanna storming out with her bags and slamming the door closed.

"Are you okay?" I asked Dan, who was clenching his hands.

"Sometimes I really fucking hate her. And I mean really hate her. But I just - yeah, I'm alright," he mutters, shaking his head.

I nod, looking at the time on my phone.

"Shit, um, I think we should go if we're going to make it on time," I tell the two, grabbing my things.

"Where's Savvy?" Dan asked.

There was a buzz indicating I had a text, and it was from Savanna.

'tell dan i'm not coming. i'm staying with a friend and we're flying to london together for sitc' 

"She isn't coming," I tell Dan, showing him the text.

"That b-," he cuts himself off before saying anything else, shaking his head and storming out the door.

"I hate that he actually puts up with Savvy," Phil tells me, holding the door open for me.

"I know! I mean, she has mega mood swings sometimes," I agree, rolling my eyes.

"I have to give Dan props though, he's put up with it for a while now," Phil says, smiling a bit.

"Oh look at that. My big brother talking about people, what a fabulous influence you are," I say, giggling a bit.

He sticks his tounge out at me and I giggle again, before facing straight ahead and seeing Dan is very far ahead of us to the bus stop.

"Should we catch up with him?" I ask Phil. He nods and we run up to Dan again, but don't say anything.

We wait for the bus while Dan keeps trying to contact someone and groans when I can faintly hear the recorded message saying that they are not available.

Dan cursed under his breath and put his phone back in his pocket when the bus rolled up.

"Are you okay Dan?" I asked him as we took a seat in the back.

"Nope," he responded, putting headphones on and looking out the window.

I swear if this doesn't break them up then I don't know what will.

We pull up at LAX 15 minutes later and we do everything to get on the plane back to London.

"I can't believe that she would just ditch going back to London to stay with some random person! Like what the fuck? I fucking hate her right now," Dan mutters, mostly to himself.

I wished he really meant that. I really wish that Dan actually hated Savvy. But me and him both know that he's lying to himself. 

I shake my head and sit in my seat, which is far away from Dan and Phil's, and next to some teenage guy. 

I put my earbuds in and lean my head on the side of the plane.

The plane ride consisted of the boy giving me a bunch of weird looks when he heard a bit of my music, which was turned on full volume, and had a bunch of my weird craving music on it, so I don't blame him.

The pilot announced that we were landing soon.

I quietly fist pumped and muttered the word 'yes' under my breath.

Sitting for 14 hours really wasn't my thing.

We landed and I met Dan and Phil outside the plane, and we walked to get our bags and everything.

"I am very, very, very tired!" I sing in tune to the song I was listening to, which was "Year 3000", letting out a loud yawn afterwards.

"Stop listening to music Fiona, we already know you can't sing," Phil said, smiling a bit.

I glared at him, sliding my middle finger down my face like it was a tear.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sad," I sarcastically say, rolling my eyes and going off to get my luggage.

20 minutes later, we're finally on a bus back home, and I'm drifting off to sleep and Dan is slightly better, but still highly pissed off.

I'm looking forward to Summer In the City more now, just because that'll be the whole 'Savanna and Dan reunion'.

I grin to myself, thinking of posters hung up around a chapel, all reading 'Brawl - Savanna and Dan Howell fight to the death'.

Or something of that sort anyway.

I daydream more of things like that, and Phil gives me a weird look as I keep chuckling as I stare off into space, but I'm fine with it.

Savanna's finally going to get that slight bit of karma I've been hoping for.

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i told myself i'd update today and i did it!

y'all should be proud, it's never been this short between updates i don't think.

i should update again soon, i dunno.