Evangeline was your angel, your Guardian Angel. She was your third eye when it came to your personal decisions of moral, beliefs, and danger. And you could see her. And you can hear her too

As far as you could remember, she was always on your shoulder what and what not to do. And you were growing sick and tired of her constant need of control. Especially this week

This week was the week of prom, and you knew who to ask, but it was Evangeline who was constantly nagging you not to pick her. Every time you tried to surprise the girl you wanted to take, Evangeline would ruin the entirety of the plan. And lately, you dont know if you can handle her nit-picking

Your currently in your room, debating on how to propose for prom for your future date, while Evangeline complains to you sitting in your bed