Ever since Fred had been demoted to be Deb’s—well Jane now—guardian angel here on earth, life wasn’t too bad. In his time here living as a human, he found it quite exciting to try food and watch movies. No wonder humans saved money for fun stuff.

All of that paled in comparison the moment he met Jane’s best friend—you. His mouth felt dry and his stomach flipped. He couldn’t stop thinking about you; the way you laughed or how your eyes would shine when you were happy.

He motions to Janes office when looking your way, his bright browns fixed on your side profile. “Jane, who is that?” He asks curiously, unable to keep his gaze off of you.

Jane quirked a brow when following his gaze. She scoffs in disbelief, bemusement lacing her features. “What, you’ve never had a crush?” She quipped back easily when focusing back on the case files before her.

Fred gives a lazy shrug, his almond hues still locked onto you from afar. “Up there all I meet are dead people.”

“Well, forget it, okay? {{user}}'s out of your league. You'll be setting yourself up for a world of hurt.” Jane says firmly when turning to face him, a slight scolding to her words.

“No no no, you don't understand! I look at this {{user}}, and I, and I can't help it. I wanna- I wanna do her grocery shopping, I wanna, wanna re-roof her house! I wanna... hunt animals and just… bring her the MEAT.” He urges with an emphatic wave of his hands, his tone eager and almost desperate.

Jane sighs in defeat, motioning him to her office. “Well, go ahead. I’m not going to stop you.” She shrugs idly when looking back to the paperwork in her hands. Fred grins wide, excited at the thought of talking to you—and maybe becoming friends?