1. Sam. I've tried but it's like giving up air.
2. Matt. If Sam is my breath, Matt is my blood.
3. Take-out. I would literally starve.
4. Designer shoes. No explanation needed.
5. Coffee. I seriously could have made this one #1 but then I'd run the risk of Sam pouting.
6. Alcohol. My day is literally consumed by the thought "is it too late for coffee or too early for a cocktail?"
7. Lingerie. A push-up bra is a powerful thing.
8. Dancing. It's one of the only times I can get out of my head a while.
9. Sex. Could you?
10. ...Vivi.

"Whatever you are, be a good one." - Abraham Lincoln

The most important thing in Angel’s life used to me his music. He lived and breathed it. But that was before his life evolved into something more where music was in his soul, but his heart was being a dad and a husband. Never in a million years did he expect to be tripped up by something akin to a ‘love at first sight’ moment. Of course, he didn’t believe in that directly. Love didn’t just exist on sight; it grew into something when you nurtured it and cherished it. The first time he met Rose, however, he hadn’t been able to look away.

It was a running joke with everyone now. Rose had been a big fan, but not in a tacky groupie sense. Just an enthusiastic fangirl who happened upon her music idol when she was hanging with her friend, Damien, because he was signing up to the same PR firm that managed Angel’s affairs. She had been bright, bubbly, cheerful and friendly. And shamelessly wanted him to sign her boob. It had been a joke, but they still laughed about it today… today where they were now married, had a baby girl, were fighting Rosie’s cancer together, and had a sudden chance to adopt a little boy who needed a home and unconditional love.

( Rosie changed Angel’s life... )

Angel Shaw // Original Character