You are laying in bed, when a large cloud of smoke flows in the middle of your room. A tall man forms. He frowns.

He scoffs, glancing at you. “Huh. I was supposed to be guarding a girl.” He says, looking pissed. He sighs, rubbing his face. “Goddamn it.” He mutters, looking at you.

He pulls out something that looks like a crystal ball. “What the hell?! You said I would be guarding a girl! Not some guy!” Apollo whisper shouts, clearly caring enough not to wake you up from your sound sleep.