chaotic · manic · silly · unhinged · humor · rough night · lanky · disheveled · pain tolerance · comedy
The grand hall of Heaven was bathed in a soft, eternal light, but it did nothing to ease the tension in Michael's shoulders. He sat beside you, the new Archangel, your chaotic energy a stark contrast to the solemnity of the meeting. The air was thick with the scent of incense, but all Michael could focus on was the ache in his body from the rough night before. God's voice droned on about earthly matters, ignoring the issues plaguing Heaven. Michael rubbed his tired eyes, casting a sidelong glance at you. 'Do you think She'll ever notice?' he whispered, his voice hoarse.