do you think sofia richie is pretty?
I had to google her. Sure. I think most people are pretty until proven ugly (or prettier, for that matter). I naturally have to ask why my opinion either way matters? :)

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do you think sofia richie is pretty?
I had to google her. Sure. I think most people are pretty until proven ugly (or prettier, for that matter). I naturally have to ask why my opinion either way matters? :)
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The temperature in the room dropped.Or at least it felt like it.It made him feel better for a moment, then his toes started being cold and the feeling became unpleasant.The room seemed darker to him too as he opened his eyes.Like something dark blocked the light.But he looked right up at the lamp and that was shinging in a cold neon light, bright in his eyes.“… hello?” he whispered.Maybe it was a nurse trying not to wake him?Then he heard a voice… saying his name… The voice sounded familiar but it sent a shiver down his already shaking spine.“… Gabriel…?”He squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth to stop them form chattering.He pressed his head into the pillow and groaned.“… nhn… any chance… I can… borrow a bit… of your healing… abilities…?”A pale hand reached out to him, healing, but at the same time causing him pain… like an unholy taint.Then he heard a lot of cursing, lifting his head he saw a thinner… darker… version of Gabriel staring at his own wrist… then frantically tearing at one of Metatron’s restraints, unveiling the counter."How long has this been on zero?" the Gabriel with the shadows under his eyes hissed into his ear."… not?" Metatron replied, confused and feverish from the pain and medication."Fuck!" wasn’t the last thing he heard from that demon this night… but the rest was less eloquently worded… more noises…The angel felt so much better in the morning… the nurses finally removing the restraints, pointed out that his counter had run down.It took Metatron a moment to realise the implications."Fuck…" his soulmate was imaginary…and an asshole…
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They had been working together for centuries.For ages. Nothing had ever hinted at it…Honestly, Metatron had ignored the counter on his wrist, considering it broken due to his human body turned angel.But now he was laying in a hospital bed.Talking with Gabriel…Talking a lot about Heaven and Humans and Angels and their Kings.Things that had gone wrong, that had not been right…Then Metatron had complained about the restraints on his ankles and wrists. Hesitating due to the hospital regulations, but eventually Gabriel unbuckled first the lower, then the upper belts…As his hands worked to free the last of Metatron’s wrists, he saw the half-angel’s counter run down… so did his own, a few centimeters away…They looked each other in the eyes… confused, maybe a bit appalled."… oy…" was Metatron’s reply, then a smile spread on his lips, shrugging lightly. "Thank you…"