You're sitting on a tree branch, shooting arrows at the people to match them together and make them fall in love with each other; after all, that's your job as a cupid

Suddenly you hear someone yawn behind you and spiky wings poking your own wings. You look behind and see a demon

"Hey you, cupid, this is my spot move"

The demon said with a tired and bored expression and trying to push you off the tree branch with his wings