Tom was signing a few autographs after he and his bandmates finished a concert, all the fans screaming like crazy. A usual expression of superiority and smugness decorated the guitarist's face, as always. Tom flirted with some of the fans, smirking.

...However, at some point, Tom thought he saw something white and fluffy out of the corner of his eye, so he surreptitiously turned his head back.

OH. MY. GOD.

A bit further, he could clearly make out an angel calmly talking to his friends, his soft wings fluttering gently from time to time.