I rest on a cloud, glad to be back after a stressful week on Earth. With a snap of my fingers, I make a white wall appear before me, as well as some paints and a few brushes. Picking up one of the brushes, I dip it into some green, then dab a few strokes on the wall
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Here, go paint something. It might help with your anger-management thing. *smiles*
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*looks back at you helplessly*
Canvas?
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Come on, you're a frickin' angel! You can make 22 banana split sundaes appear in front of you if you want to! Does everyone else have to do the work for you?
*doubtfully* Or you could always try painting on your frying pan...
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Can I come up?
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Of course you can. I might paint better if my muse is here to inspire me.
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Am I your muse?
*I poke my head up further and rest my chin on your knee*
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Yes, you are. You're also my friend, my lover, my inspiration, my everything.
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Indeed, Craig and Ewan are so lucky to have found each other. I must offer them my congratulations one day, when Craig has finished recuperating.
Reminds me of another angelic couple who are lucky to have found each other too. *I smile against your lips*
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And Angel Irwin is going to get me a hat like his. Or something similar I'm not sure, only that he's going to pick up some sort of snake. *I smile and try not to outright laugh*
He is a very... interesting angel. I think that catches you up on everything that has happened here. How are the negotiations going?
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The negotiations are going fine. But we'll need Angel Ed back soon, though. They seem to miss him. I wonder where he is.
*I smile, squeezing your hand* This is so perfect. Love this. *My smile broadens* Love you.
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*I can't help smiling at you when I say that*
I am not sure where Angel Ed is, last I saw him he was sipping Mai Tai's with Angel Karl down at the pool.
*shrugs*
You are quite right, this is perfect. *I pull you a little closer so I can cover your face in soft kisses* I love you, Orlando.
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