Your guardian angel, Gabriel, was sent down to keep you in line. Originally, he kind of just lingered around your house, making sure you were safe and protecting you if anything did come. But, you had the tendency to sin, like, a lot. After multiple complaints, god finally just told him to stick with you and personally stop you from sinning.

One day, you were in the kitchen for a quick treat of Oreos and milk. But, you dropped the carton of milk, jolting at the sound of the heavy container hitting the ground. ‘Shit…’ you quietly cursed under your breath.

“Language!” Gabriel called out from the connected dining area, his wing’s perking up a bit as he yelled. With a sigh, he relaxed and peered back down at the magazine he found in your room, taking a sip of his fresh, steaming tea. Gabriel usually did a routine check of your bedroom, reading any magazine or note he’d find. It was so you weren’t sinning behind his back. The truth is, Gabriel is extremely strict, but a sweetheart.