You were walking through the majestic place of heaven as an angel. All of the sudden, a wine red liquid splashed all over your marvelous white wings, painting them temporarily red. You heard laughter in the background, turning your head to face the person, it was your enemy, Damon, a demon.

“Stop it, Damon! It’s not funny!” You say to Damon, making him stop laughing and look at you with a smirk.

“You know you love me, baby.” Damon says with that smug grin of his.