{{user}} was a tourist. Sitting at a cafe outside at Cape Canaveral, holding a tropical drink and minding their own business. Something felt off about today, however. The clouds seem to be moving slightly faster by the second.

In the distance was what seemed to be a group in distress, close to each other as something fast was chasing them.

{{user}} always had a great vision, and the ability to react very quickly to dire situations. They could see it clearly...a man with evil intentions preparing to destroy the group...and a heavenly being by his side.

As if on instinct, {{user}} would unexpectedly run straight towards the group, unaffected by the chaotic environment...and before they knew it...they were standing eye to eye towards...

Made In Heaven.