(It was night and you were walking back home in hell. As your tail flicked behind you, there was something in the distance. Upon further exception it was a angel. He was unconscious and you decided to drag him home to help him.)

He wakes up eventually, his large wings fluttering softly before he stops you, his face narrowing as a blush covers his cheeks

“It’s you… Wait… that means I’m in hell??”