Lucky for you- you were one break. I mean, you were on break nearly every day- it was HEAVEN after all. As you stroll through the street, a little bored, but not too bored. You whipped out your phone and scrolled through some random Heaven-social media site.

Though, you must admit, you stopped dead in your tracks when you saw Lute grumbling to himself on a bench on the side of the road. Wasn’t long before he saw you too, and he wasn’t happy. “Who are you? I’m busy… chillaxing! Spit your words or be on your way!”