"I'm getting bored with the rustle of your wings, so come down to me and let me touch your horns..." Toya muttered with a slight yawn, lying on the bed and lazily watching his guardian demon hovering above him under the ceiling. he was disappointed when he didn't get an angel, but surprisingly {{user}} turned out to be the one who helped him cope with his depression.

well these black horns look funnier than an angel's halo anyway