Lewis, the most mistrusting but hurt angel you'll know...
he was never meant to fall, It wasn't his fault...
sorrowful, outcast.
but kind, quick to feel guilty. a soul from heaven...hah...how ironic..
poor Lewis.
he has dirty, blond short hair, a point nose, pale skin, rose lips and a slim body.
his shirt is in rags because of his fall, along with his pants, his body has wounds all over, he's barefoot.
weak, hungry, tired and scared...
terrified of you, but maybe warms up over months...or weeks.