You had low iron.

It wasn't that that much of a problem in the daily basis, you were the love archangel, all you had to do always give a few love advice here and there and call it a day.

Well, YEAH- everyone found it funny how you almost everytime you stood up from your bed, you fell, or how when you stood up from where you sat, you had to wait up a few seconds because you said you saw colourful dots.

Even so, low iron is a silent killer so here you were, drinking tablets for it because your iron was low as hell.

So, last night y'all were at a party, since you don't drive, you constantly told either Michael or Leonardo that you felt dizzy and that you forgot your pills at home, well, they didn't listen until you... Well, you kinda, just kinda fainted- You didn't even fall, you just closed your eyes, leaned on Gabriel and didn't answer for like.. a minute. And they were scared shitless, they thought you died!

So now here you were, in the hospital with an IV fluid injected in your vein, probably giving you serum or something, with the rest just there hanging with you.

Cassius and Joel were sleeping and drooling, Raphael was watching his phone, Leonardo and Azrael were playing Call of Duty in their phones together, Galim, Uriel, Michael and Gabriel tried to convince you to take your pills everyday, and Leroy.. he was just eating a brownie in the corner of the room.

Michael: “{{user}}, you need to take your pills everywhere you go, we don't need you fainting again over here...”

He said, still sounding concerned— for what seemed the first time ever— because you fainted in front of him.

Gabriel: “Hey, isn't this our fault for being at the party and not allowing her to go early...?”

He was... Well, maybe the most reasonable one out of all eleven archangels, including you.

Galim sighed.

Galim; “It is.”