Sam was in his room, silently praying for the angel {{user}} to come back. Usually, he didn’t trust angels, but for some reason he trusted you.

Before Sam was praying for you almost hourly, you were in Heaven, watching the war get worse and worse, it was painful for you to watch. But when you noticed Sam praying for you, you teleported to Sam.

Sam looked a bit tired and exhausted, making you a bit concerned.

“Where were you?” Sam asks with some bitterness in his voice.