#ddcangel

[snowsomeday-blog]

•Tracing• Snow & Angel

The idea that she had simply misread Lucifer’s comment about welcome back presents had crossed her mind; no one else had been handing out presents, of course, but it was quickly dismissed. It was entirely possible that she just missed an email. That was a thing that happened, completely logical. Even if it wasn’t, it was almost the holiday season anyway so she could get a head start on everyone’s presents. That was the idea that pushed her in front of Angel’s door with a pad of paper and a pencil in one hand. The other hand knocked, and she waited. 

Everyone was going to get socks. Everyone. She and Angel might not have known each other very well, and this might be an odd place to start, but she was there and ready to start on the task at hand. The hour before she had prepared an opening that started with an explanation because asking to trace someone’s foot with no explanation is a very strange request. It was eloquent and natural, and of course when the door opened it disappeared from her mind. 

“Could I trace your foot?” Briefly her eyes shut as she realized what just happened. “What I meant was, I’m making everyone socks, and to get the right size I need to trace feet. Could I trace one of your feet?” That wasn’t her best moment. Gesturing with the paper pad she smiled and thought this couldn’t possibly get worse. 

[not-the-dumb-one-blog]

Love Isn't Always Fair || Angel & Barrel

For the amount that it took to get Barrel to the doctor, he was in love with his cast. Sure he still hated doctors and hospitals, but now he had a pretty sick green cast and he was actually able to not move his hand so he didn’t move it in a way that hurt. That had been a big problem, Barrel tended to forget that his hand was broken and would move it in the wrong way causing shooting pain. Sadly with the cast, he couldn’t smoke properly because it covered his pointer and middle fingers and smoking with his left hand just felt weird. He still tried though, it just wasn’t as graceful. Barrel was doing just this when he saw her. “Oh my gosh” He said aloud and dropped the cigarette on the ground. “Oh my gosh” He repeated and stood up straight before coming to his senses and running. Approaching Angel from the back, Barrel thought for a moment about maybe tapping her on the should or calling her name because the back of his mind still told him that she had been avoided him. However he liked to believe that wasn’t the case and before he could really stop himself, he was wrapping his arms around her and kissing her check. “Hi” 

[not-the-dumb-one-blog]

Glory and Gore || Angel & Barrel

Barrel was slightly pissed. More then slightly. He was totally pissed. A lot of people seemed to be pissed right now, but Barrel was pissed for a totally different reason then everyone else. Instead of being upset he or one of his friends had been picked to compete in the games, Barrel was mad he hadn't been picked. Granted, there had only been two fights chosen, four people and none from his group, so he still had a high chance of getting picked. He just wanted to be picked now. It was kind of twisted. This was Barrel though. He was twisted.

Annoyed with just sitting around waiting to be called and waiting for the fights to start, Barrel decided it was time to go out and do something. They were somewhere, he didn't know where, but they were somewhere and wherever they were there had to be stuff to do. Barrel was going to go do this stuff that there was to do. Who better to do it with then Angel? 

"Angel!" He just started yelling, popping his head into the lounge car, dining car, kitchen car, ect. Just walking around yelling her name, it seemed the best way to find the girl. 

[not-the-dumb-one-blog]

BECAUSE YOLO. ↕ ☺ ♣ ►

Send me ↕ for a scared/worried text

[text] So you remember that firework prank? Ya. We might want to get masks or something, just until we leave here.

Send me ☺ for a loving/affectionate text

[text]: So um, hey, hi. I just wanted to say that I really like you, a lot and I know I saw you a few minuets ago, but we should like, see each other again, soon. Ok.

Send me  ♣ for a drunk text

[text]:1 loooooook and I’m   solddddd. U got me on my knees. Take meee now, luv izn’t always fair

Send me ► for a text not meant for you

[text]: So guess what, I’m forcing you to do yoga to prove that I’m not any less of a man for it

[text]: Shit

[text]: I’ve actually never done yoga in my life, that was a joke, haha, so funny….

[carnival-confessions]

Angel and Barrel make no sense.

[thecarnivalsnitch]

I've noticed Angel seems to be flirting with both Lock and Barrel, what do you think about her playing the brothers against each other? I don't think Shock would react well if she found out.

Well, firstly, I don’t think Shock reacts well to much of anything, so I don’t think those three have much new to worry about— buuuuuuuuuut I do think that Angel’s toying where she shouldn’t. The three seem to be pretty damn protective of each other, and I wouldn’t step on their toes. Angel, you might want to keep to the boy that actually asked you out, or make sure everyone’s okay with you flirting elsewhere.

— The Snitch

[carnival-confessions]

I think Angel's a bit of a flirt, and she's going to break Barrel's heart. He could do much better than her.

[carnival-confessions]

If Angel and Barrel do like each other, I think one should make a move? Stat. Both are being very vague..