hyukiki:
  ❠- âI like the way you think.â He chuckled, leaning against the wall next to the angel. Small talk would break the ice. He chuckled quietly to himself, because he cannot help but to laugh at his own pun. An ice angel, breaking ice, ha. He looked up at the other, grinning uncontrollably. âNice world you have here.â
Xath gave a humorless chuckle. "I suppose... but it's a little too much." Honestly, why did most angels need everything to be perfect? Demons were too destructive, angels to clean. There was no in between. Even most humans were either or.
"You actually like this kind of world?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. He thought all demons preferred the dirt.












