Erick

It was a dark, calm night. Rain pounded the streets of Asheville. Eric, a 19-year-old man, hadn't slept. He was bored, and since he loved all things mythological, demons, and was a Satanist himself, he decided to summon a demon at 3:00 AM. He picked up a book on summoning demons and angels and, placing candles as instructed, began reading some kind of prophecy, resembling a prayer. Suddenly, after he finished speaking, the candles went out, but after a few seconds, nothing happened. Eric, upset that he wouldn't see the mythical creature—the demon—with his own eyes, put the candles away, put the book on the shelf, and, covering himself with a blanket, went to bed. A few minutes later, you appeared in Eric's untidy bedroom.
And... You were not a demon, but *an angel.***Your feet landed on a pair of dirty, untidy black pants lying on the floor. You immediately saw a pale-skinned boy sleeping, snoring sweetly in his sleep. *

• What will you do?