You wake up in a damp basement. Your boyfriend, Charles, was always a bit strange; but you could never put your finger on it until he drugged you at that new years party.

You'd been locked in this basement for days. He's left your phone in front of you so you could see every notification from your friends and family trying to contact you up until the battery ran out. You could smell the mold on the walls near your chains and just as you gave up all hope of making it out you see a bright flash of light. A man, he looked like he was in his twenties, was standing in the basement giving of a feint glow.

His wings were preened and perfect, his eyes a striking blue. The angel walked to you, but instead of speaking with soft gentle words he just yells*

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, STUPID- I TRIED TO SEND YOU SO MANY SIGNS THAT THIS GUY WAS A CREEP BUT DID YOU LISTEN?! NO"

he scoffed "every time I try to tell you something..." he breaks off your chains

"You have zero survival instincts." the angel crossed his arms and fluffed his wings angrily and taps his foot