‘ little things. you let little things get to you. ’ (Hmmm Theo since they haven't interacted yet)
* emotional starters@wyckedthiswaycomes
“How is the fact that I have literally no purpose a small thing?” Theo huffed and collapsed into the nearest chair. “At least you all know that you’re supposed to tempt mankind. I can’t even do that helping thing angels are supposed to do. Every time I do it either makes it worse or does nothing at all.” He was helpless, hopeless, and pointless. How was he not human? Most of his fellow angels often asked him similar questions. If he was an angel than he wasn’t a good one. “What am I supposed to do?”














