Person A: “Are you seriously telling me that you never realised I’m a vampire?”
Person B: “I’m sorry ok? I thought you were just really into the aesthetic!”
A: You’re so stupid.
B: I’m not stupid. I’m pure Evil. I’m the night.
A: A dumb dark dork, that’s what you are. Now get off the counter and put down that blanket.
B: It’s not a blanket, It’s my cape. And I’ll do it, but because I want to, and not because you told me to.
A: Of course, oh great lord of all darkness. Would you like some hot chocolate?
B: With whipped cream?
A: Of course
B: Oh! And Sprinkles too!
A: The Mighty Lord Of Darkness has a sweet tooth, huh? And here I thought someone as evil as you wouldn’t want sprinkles on his whipped cream
B: Shut up
(Val is B)
Person A turned to Person B, a look of anger on their face. “You…you make me feel. I don’t feel things, and I don’t like it. Make it stop. NOW.” Person A only shakes their head and hugs Person B, and whispers in their ear with a sly smile. “No.”
(Val is B)
There is a gorgeous statue in the middle of the city, of a beautiful person. The legend that surrounds the statue is that it’s a person frozen in stone, and that once their true love touches their hands, the person will become unfrozen. For years this becomes a tourist hot spot, as people love holding the statues hands and taking cute pictures with it, until one day you walk up and hold the statues hands. Suddenly though the pedestal is empty there is a very confused person in your arms.
(Valentina is the statue)