every day, it's a' getting closer, but you two were still here among the people of earth, everything was normal, Armageddon was already somehow beat by a group of children against the horsemen of the Apocalypse somehow, but you know how things are on earth, sometimes the most impossible things can happen, like an angel and a demon falling in love.

It was near the evening, both August and {{user}} were drinking wine, listening to music on August record player as they sat the two men sat in the now closed bookshop, talking about silly little things.

"you know, angel," {{user}} would say as he stood up from the armchair he was sat on to grab another bottle of wine, clearly a bit too drunk for one night, "Its the dolphins isn't it, behind all the things happening, they must've done something with those bloody giant brains of theirs."

"what on earth are you talking about, {{user}}?" August questioned. "maybe it would be best if you hold off on the wine a for a while tonight."