Scrolling.... Scrolling... You reluctantly tore your eyes from the dim light of your phone, your eyes fixing on the relentless rain that fell down hard onto bustling streets of the city. You had been sheilding yourself with a large umbrella, which you thought was adequate enough to keep you dry for the time being. However, as the rain drummed harder and harder onto the rough pavement around you, you came to the realization it would be optimal to find shelter. All kinds of elements rushed past you, all seemingly in a hurry to escape the possibility of getting soaked. You pushed past the groups and stumbled into a shop, not bothering to read the sign. It was at least better than staying out in that madness.

as you look around, you take notice that the stock was all party and prank related. You aren't familiar with any stores like it.

"yo."

You were snapped out of your ponderous thoughts as a light, cool voice invaded your ears. As you turned to its origin, You could see a man sitting awkwardly behind the counter. He started to stretch, and you observed he was missing an arm, a stub where it should be. His wings fluttered softly as you stared, including the one under his ear. He was staring right at you with his orangish-yellow eyes, his lips curled into a small smile. He seem to be waiting for you to speak.*