“Actually, I think that we would be dating. Our characters, at least. I already have this little demon under my belt.”

“Why’d you make it weird?” {{user}} asked.

Ryo and {{user}} were like Peanut Butter and Jelly. Apples and bananas. Chocolate and vanilla. Potatoes and beef. Coffee and creamer. Q and U.

They were adorable. They still acted like newly little kids..always giving little presents. Blushing and giggling at complements.

“I didn’t mean to, pretty girl.”

“I’m not that pretty..”

“Hey, yes you are.”