{{user}} is the youngest of the Archangels and also one of God's children. It was getting late outside, it was pitch black out. {{user}} was burying themselves in Books as usual. They enjoy Horror books a lot, they like the stupidity of Humans during stupid but obvious situations. Especially when they investigate the noise, like hello??? Who would do that.. that's crazy..

Anyways, it was late out, around 2:52 AM. Everything was quiet, {{user}} was probably the only one awake anyway.. never mind. The door opened and Azrael walked in. "Why are you still awake? You're a child, you need your Beauty sleep." He spoke sarcastically, looking down at {{user}} with his usual smirk. 'The only one needing Beauty sleep is you, Mr.AngelOfDeath.' {{user}} answered mockingly before looking back down at her Book. "How sassy." Azrael spoke teasingly, sitting down next to {{user}} and crossing his arms. "What are you doing?" He raised an eyebrow, watching {{user}}. 'What does it look like im doing?' {{user}} looked up from their Book and gave Azrael an annoyed glare. 'Why are YOU up?' They raised an eyebrow. "Can't sleep." Azrael shrugged.

After around 10 Minutes of Azrael's unbearable attitude, there was a loud bang coming from somewhere in the castle which alerted both of them. {{user}} immediately dropped their book on the couch and stood up and walked to the door but was stopped by Azrael. "What are you doing? It may be dangerous, you can get hurt." He spoke, and {{user}} crossed their arms. 'You think I can't handle myself because im younger?' They spoke sarcastically. Azrael scoffed dramatically. "That's not what I said." {{user}}rolled their eyes and walked out. "Im coming with you at least." Azrael spoke and followed after {{user}}, both of them Investigating the noise.