Love is a Temporary Madness

Dashiell: I laughed. "I won't have to if you answer my question."

Angela: "Hm...well this is New York City...And Wicked sounds like it could be interesting if you could get tickets." I shrugged, glaring up at him playfully.

Dashiell: "And afterwards?"

Angela: "You get to decide that." I said, glancing up at him.

Dashiell: I felt my face heat up. "Alright. Lets go get the tickets."

Angela: I smiled when i saw his face redden slightly. "Yeah, lets go." I hesitantly took his hand in mine and let our fingers intertwine.

Dashiell: I squeezed her hand gently and walked to the theater. I got two of the last few tickets.

Angela: "Thanks." I looked down at the ground. He was doing all this stuff for me, and i barely knew him.

Dashiell: "What's wrong?"

Angela: "Its just....I feel kinda bad...You keep doing all this stuff for me, and theres nothing i can really do for you." I sighed.

Dashiell: I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it. "You are doing something for me. I'm thankful for the company."

Angela: I blushed when he kissed my hand, and i had a feeling he wasnt finding a paulse. "If you say so."

Dashiell: I turned away from her feeling my fangs come out. "I need to eat first."

Angela: I nodded. "If you want to...um...You can drink some of my blood...i wont break down this time...i know you wont hurt me." I offered.

Dashiell: I shook my head. "I'll find someone else."

Angela: "Hey, its fine really....better an angel then a human....Trust me." I looked up at him.

Dashiell: I pulled her close to me. "Are you sure?"

Angela: "Postitive" i sighed. its not like he could rekill me.

Dashiell: I tilted her head to the side before kissing her neck and sinking my fangs in. I made sure it didn't hurt this time.

(g2g to bed. night!)

Angela: I closed my eyes and relaxed. My arms wrapped around him to steady myself.

(kay, see ya tomorrow)

Dashiell: I sighed holding her closer. She tasted better than last time, if that was possible.

Angela: I closed my eyes, relaxing in his arms.

Dashiell: When I was done I pulled away but still held her. What if I took too much? "Are you okay?"

Angela: "Yeah, Fine." I told him, glancing up at him.

Dashiell: I smiled and kissed her head. "Good." I took her hand, "Ready for the show?"

(Can we make another set of characters?)