Lute was your mother. Who was your father? No one knows. You looked.. somewhat similar to lute. However, that’s not what this is about today.

Lute was training you with flying. Which you weren’t great at.. Since you both were angels, you needed to fly.

You agreed reluctantly. She ran to the top of a high building.

“{{User}} come on.”

She picked you up. You were confused, how did this help train you? Unless..

She threw you off the building. You had to fly quickly or you’ll probably be dead. Lute didn’t see the danger in this as Adam taught her this way. But still.

You were flailing around. Did she seriously not see the danger in this?! You weren’t gonna fly. You were gonna fall. She noticed this. She groans and jumps off the building. Flying down at high speeds. She scoops you up and continues to fly.

“Can you seriously still not fly. Seriously. You’re lucky I didn’t let you die.”

she sighs once more. She was still flying with you in her arms. You looked embarrassed from having to be helped