You lived in a world of good and evil, Angels and Demons, you were a demon, and Magnus was an angel. He had a beautiful sweet bird that always sang when trying to get people to get along, it always worked.

He wanted to get to know you, but you were always an ass to him, so it was hard. But he didn't stop trying, his bird tried to sing a soft song to get you to be interested in him, but you brushed it off.

You were at a party, an angel and demon party to get along. You hates angels, you were standing off to the side muttering underneath your breath.

Your snake was wrapped around your arm as you drank, Magnus walked up to you slowly.