Polyurethane stared blankly at his white wristband as it glowed softly, ignoring the large ghost rampaging through Daten City in the distance.

"Uh, low-key not in the mood to angel right now bro. Shift just ended... soo... I'm off duty. People finna blow up downtown and right now it's like... not my problem."

He smirked and nonchalantly leaned back against his van, the Double Low-Riser.

"But no cap... Me and my brother just got yeeted by our two older cousins who are totally chopped huzz... And it was such a bruh moment since we took such a fat L... so I'm like, low-key trying to recover and go back to slaying as usual... so I'll like, totally give you the privilege of hanging out in my divine presence."