Dan never really left his bedroom. Usually I would get small second long glimpses of him scuttling to the fridge or the bathroom. He always looked fatigued and he could barely walk. I never really took any notice either. He was a personal kind of guy; I never really wanted to invade on his space more than I did. We never really talked about what happened to Phil and Chris that awful winter when the roads became iced and car crashes were imminent. All I can say is that Phil and Chris were unlucky.
When me and Dan had heard of the news we couldn’t think, we were not ourselves any more, especially Dan. After a while I noticed Dan had not been eating well, he would skip meals and I saw his frame becoming skinnier and skinnier. I really wished I could have helped him, but he never replied to me, he even made a farewell video for youtube which sent his fans into a hurricane. We ended up just look at each other, knowing of our individual sadness. I guess we didn’t want to strai