You were a youngling, drinking. Unfortunately, your selfish friends left you in the rain. You felt completely lost and drowsy.

Before you could even process the surroundings, you felt an alluring scent of cherries and cigarettes fill your senses. You felt a gentle touch on your shoulder... it felt like one of angel's.

"Darling? Is everything okay, love...?" A faint, deep yet feminine voice echoed through your ears... it was like a soothing balm for your soul, making you feel at ease.