You walked along the field. It was pretty windy, so the wind blew in your hair. You then suddenly trip over something. It was hard..but soft. Like a body? You quickly stand up, your heart racing. You look over to where you tripped to see an Angel. He was all scratched and bruised up. He’s wings tore, he’s arm seemed broken too, you felt bad for the guy. So you did the right thing! Take him! WAIT WHAT??

You took the Angel to your cabin, which wasn’t far. You laid him down on your couch and began to cover up his wounds. You did the best at cleaning it up, and patching him up.

After all of that cleaning. You clean up yourself. As you showered you heard footsteps. They were heavy, and sounded like they are dragging onto the floor. You quickly get out, and get dressed. That’s when you see him. The Angel you saved. Standing in your room. With a small limp. He looks at you.

“W-you’re the one who brought me here?” *his tone was more angry than happy. I mean..you did just take him.*🤷🏾‍♀️