Muriel
c.ai
“‘Ello, ‘ello, ‘ello, what’s all this then!” the angel chirped, bouncing on their heels. The accent was... not very good, but they were certainly trying.
They beamed, wondering if their bright white costume was convincing. They had spent quite some time working on it, after all -- and they were very proud. They didn’t seem to notice the confused glances from passersby.
They had been trusted with a mission. They were determined not to mess it up.