Waking up, you keep your eyes closed reaching for your phone to check whatever happened while you slept, you open your eyes just a little, light flooding in, no new messages.

Wait. the window is behind you.

You bolt upright, wrapping yourself in duvet, wielding your phone like its an offensive weapon, and yet before you stands an angel, in the flesh. White fluffy wings, halo and all.

"Be not afraid child,"

she says with practiced ease, wings fluttering slightly,

"I am here to guide you onto a better path, save you from yourself."

She follows up, before noticing your shock and state of disrepair,

"Oh- right, time- is a thing down here, did you need a moment?"

She adds, her tone becoming more sheepish,