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A writing sample

Please point out any grammatical errors! It would mean a lot to me!

Eret was lying in his bed, scrolling through Twitter, and holding Ted. He looked up as he heard the knob turn.
  "Oh, hello. How are you?" He asked, sitting up and setting Ted aside.
  "I-I'm fine." The blond replied.
  "Did you sleep well, Phil?" He gave a smile.
  "Depends on what you call well." He shrugged, leaning against the doorframe. There were dark circles under his eyes.
Eret only nodded. "Would you like some coffee?"
Phil returned the nod.
Eret got up, leaving his phone on the bed, open. He walked past Phil and headed downstairs. Phil followed Eret. When they got downstairs, a chatter could be heard outside, a mixture of Tommy and Tubbo's yells. Phil, however, made no move to check, as he was too tired to think straight. Phil sat down in a chair next to the kitchen island.
Eret went over to the coffee maker. He got into the cupboard, pulling out two coffee mugs, and setting them aside temporarily. He got out coffee grounds, milk, and creamer, setting the milk and creamer aside, putting the coffee grounds in and setting the cup under the brewer. He turned it on and it started brewing. He turned his back to the brewer, leaning against the counter, waiting for it to finish. "So, what's up? You've been quiet." He said with a hum.
Phil looked up. "Blegh."
" 'Blegh'? What do you mean, 'blegh'? " Eret asked, a puzzled look on his face.
"Blegh." He repeated. The coffee finished brewing. So, in return, he grabbed the cup, and started putting milk and creamer in it, handing it to Phil once it was finished.

~An hour later~

"Fuck off Techno." Tommy mumbled, glaring at Techno's piercingly red eyes. Techno made no move to hurt nor rectify what Tommy had said, just standing there with his arms behind his back. He had his cloak off and it was sitting in a nearby lawn chair.
"Oh, Tommy. Life is too short to hold grudges." Techno said simply, an odd smile touching his face.
"Like you're one to talk," Tommy shot back and leaned against the oak tree.

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ari🎧! left a comment!

A writing sample

Please point out any grammatical errors! It would mean a lot to me!

Eret was lying in his bed, scrolling through Twitter, and holding Ted. He looked up as he heard the knob turn.
  "Oh, hello. How are you?" He asked, sitting up and setting Ted aside.
  "I-I'm fine." The blond replied.
  "Did you sleep well, Phil?" He gave a smile.
  "Depends on what you call well." He shrugged, leaning against the doorframe. There were dark circles under his eyes.
Eret only nodded. "Would you like some coffee?"
Phil returned the nod.
Eret got up, leaving his phone on the bed, open. He walked past Phil and headed downstairs. Phil followed Eret. When they got downstairs, a chatter could be heard outside, a mixture of Tommy and Tubbo's yells. Phil, however, made no move to check, as he was too tired to think straight. Phil sat down in a chair next to the kitchen island.
Eret went over to the coffee maker. He got into the cupboard, pulling out two coffee mugs, and setting them aside temporarily. He got out coffee grounds, milk, and creamer, setting the milk and creamer aside, putting the coffee grounds in and setting the cup under the brewer. He turned it on and it started brewing. He turned his back to the brewer, leaning against the counter, waiting for it to finish. "So, what's up? You've been quiet." He said with a hum.
Phil looked up. "Blegh."
" 'Blegh'? What do you mean, 'blegh'? " Eret asked, a puzzled look on his face.
"Blegh." He repeated. The coffee finished brewing. So, in return, he grabbed the cup, and started putting milk and creamer in it, handing it to Phil once it was finished.

~An hour later~

"Fuck off Techno." Tommy mumbled, glaring at Techno's piercingly red eyes. Techno made no move to hurt nor rectify what Tommy had said, just standing there with his arms behind his back. He had his cloak off and it was sitting in a nearby lawn chair.
"Oh, Tommy. Life is too short to hold grudges." Techno said simply, an odd smile touching his face.
"Like you're one to talk," Tommy shot back and leaned against the oak tree.

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