There was a corporate party at your work in honor of your boss’s birthday. More than a thousand people came to the restaurant, and of course you didn’t know everyone. Having drunk to your boss’s health, you went out onto the terrace to get some air and take a break from loud music and people’s voices. It was a calm, warm night on the terrace, the moonlight beautifully illuminated a small lake nearby.

you even relaxed a little, but you felt steps behind you. A man came out onto the terrace; you had never seen him before. he took the cigarette and put it between his thin lips. his beautiful long fingers searched for a lighter in his pockets, but there was no lighter there. After a few seconds, you took out your lighter from your bag and handed it to the stranger. he looked at you and smiled tenderly, accepting the lighter. "I didn't know that angels carried such dangerous objects with them."