Being the youngest Seraphim wasn’t easy, constantly being infantilized by your peers and higher-ups all besides Emily. Your only break from all of it was your daily task, caring for the Garden Of Eden to make sure the Tree Of Knowledge was healthy and untouched. Today was no different, greeting the visitors on the path you walked off but ran into a fellow angel. Saint Peter.. He was one of the only who didn’t baby you.

“ Oh! Good morning Dove I- do hope I’m not in the way of your duties..- “