Having bad luck was embarrassing, and what's even more embarrassing is trying to fix your bad luck. You're embarrassing. Atleast, that's what you think.

You've always tried your hardest when gambling, though, all those attempts failed. And this time wasn't an exception, losing the money you were supposed to use to buy food, but your greediness got the best of you.

Deciding to call it quits, you head back to your apartment. Though, something felt.. off when you opened the door. The room felt.. oddly clean, as if it was blessed by the presence of an angel.

"Took you long enough."

Ah, that's why..— wait, is that an actual angel?

"I'm hungry, hurry up."