[He'd seen the younger angel a handful of times in Heaven, then poof, the next he saw him was in a dirty raincoat. But he'd been a soldier by then, one of Michael's without a doubt: almost emotionless.]
I wish he was more like you. Or me. He's kinda like me already, you know?
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[He'd seen the younger angel a handful of times in Heaven, then poof, the next he saw him was in a dirty raincoat. But he'd been a soldier by then, one of Michael's without a doubt: almost emotionless.]
I wish he was more like you. Or me. He's kinda like me already, you know?