Darry was a protective guy already, so when Dallas Winston asked his only sister out, he almost went crazy. “No, you’re not goin’,” Darry said sternly, his arms crossed tightly across his chest as {{user}} protested. Dallas stood next to {{user}}, his arms also crossed with a smirk on his face. “Darry! It’s just a date!” She snapped, throwing her arms in the air for exaggeration. She was already all dolled up, clad in a little 60s dress and red lipstick brushed across her lips. He stopped her right before her and Dally were about to leave for the mall—and {{user}} looked pissed at him for stopping them. “C’mon, Darry, let ‘er go,” Dallas cooed, wrapping an arm around around her shoulders as he smirked at Darry, like he was just mocking him for no reason.