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Angel looked over at Remi with a pair of pursed lips and a furrowed brow. "Asthma huh? What, did you fake an attack so you could get high off your inhaler?" He flashed the redhead a smile. Remi was cool to chill with he supposed...though he sort of wished she was a bit curvier. There was nothing wrong with skinny girls, and Remi had a cute face, Angel just kind of wished she had some big cleavage he could stare at...and maybe burry his face in. Overall though Remi was a girl, and she liked weed, bonus.
Now further along into their conversation Angel raised his eyebrows and grinned. "Our Mr. Tristan has got game huh?" He took the pipe from her, he took a hit, before deciding to steal another one.
He kept his mouth shut and the smoke in his lungs as she explained. Casually, the smoke curled out of his nose and circled out of his mouth, through his nose and back past his lips as he started to speak.
"Well, that's Tristan for you." He said, passing the pipe back to Remi.
"Yeah he's arrogent, but sometimes it's better than a guy being like reserved and conservative...and afraid of people."
Angel leaned back as an idle smile slowly creeped into his lips. "My name sounds sexy when you say it like that." Angel and his name didn't really get along. He always thought it made him sound ghetto, or hispanic, or like a girl. It wasn't the like Matt, Brian, Dan, Jay, Dylan sort of name he'd been hoping for, but it did make him memorable. People liked his name more than he liked his name...and people probably liked it because it was soooo ironic. Besides, how many white boys were named Angel? It wasn't racist, it was reality.
"Who do I have the hots for? Damn, you're catching me off guard, hold on a sex...sec, hahahahaha!" Of course his Freudian slip stemmed from Remi gently trailing her finger down his arm and onto his thigh. He liked a little teasing here and there...and pot sort of made messing up funny.
Angel cocked his head to the side and rested his blue eyes on Remi's face for a second as he thought.
"Hmm" He exhaled, his defined chest filling out before moving into his ribs.
"I mean, you're cute." He said without so much as a flutter. "You're cool to hang out with, you're pretty as hell without being a total barbie doll and I can talk to you without having to second guess myself constantly. And even though you're so chill and easy to be with, you're still a girl, you know what I mean? I can be with you, but I still want to make sure you like me." Angel smirked. "You've got a cute butt too, I've noticed it many a time." He winked playfully. Angel really liked girls.
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