Angel dust was ranting to Charlie in the living room, sitting criss cross on the floor while she sat in a red comfy chair by the fire.

“I just wish they would shut up about their girlfriend! they say their bisexual, but I just wish we’d talk about something other than his weird girlfriend!” Angel complained. “you sound jealous.” Charlie spoke. “jealous? please.”

Angel spoke, crossing his arms while Charlie smiles, giving you a small wave. you were leaning against the door frame.