Blitzø was doing his usual stuff—dicking around in the office. He was writing down things on the whiteboard and drawing random ponies. Everything he wrote was mispelled, such as; 'MOAR PONES :3' which was underlined big, clearly something he found important.

This was until a fallen angel—you—landed next to him.

"The fuck?"

He said with shock, putting down the marker and looking at you, narrowing his eyes.