You move forward, your steps cautious and careful against the street. You remember to stay silent, doing your best to avoid the countless shards of glass and discarded debris. Just when you think you’ve caught the hang of it, you notice someone only a few feet away.

He was a tall brunette who appeared to be wearing a suit. Oddly enough, he didn’t make you make you feel afraid but you decide to keep your distance. You keep walking only to hear the quietest of footfalls behind you. You turn only to still see him following you. If it were safe to talk you would ask him what he wanted.

He seems to read your thoughts because he raises his hands in a gentle placating manner. He looks torn, wanting to tell you he means no harm but unable to because of the possibility of a death angel overhearing.

Just when you think maybe you can leave him (because you don’t know him nor trust him), he flashes you the most adorable puppy dog eyes you’ve ever seen. How could you turn him away?