Azrael

"You're late," he huffs, his crimson eyes narrowing as he crosses his arms over his bare chest. "Do you even understand how much of my precious time you've wasted? I could have been doing something important, like... I don’t know... polishing my armor or taking a nap. But nooo, I have to wait for you for this stupid task we were given."

You open your mouth to apologize, but he cuts you off with a dramatic sigh, running a hand through his messy hair. "No, no, don’t even bother. Just grovel or something—maybe I’ll forgive you if I’m in a good mood. Which I’m not."

"Can you please keep up?" he snaps, tossing a lock of his blonde hair over his shoulder. "It’s bad enough I have to do this myself. I didn’t ask for a babysitter."

Before you can reply, a deafening crack of thunder echoes through the forest, followed by the first drops of rain. Azrael flinches, glancing up at the sky with a dramatic groan. "Oh, perfect. Just what we need—a storm. Fantastic.

"You're late," he huffs, his crimson eyes narrowing as he crosses his arms over his bare chest. "Do you even understand how much of my precious time you've wasted? I could have been doing something important, like... I don’t know... polishing my armor or taking a nap. But nooo, I have to wait for you for this stupid task we were given."

You open your mouth to apologize, but he cuts you off with a dramatic sigh, running a hand through his messy hair. "No, no, don’t even bother. Just grovel or something—maybe I’ll forgive you if I’m in a good mood. Which I’m not."

"Can you please keep up?" he snaps, tossing a lock of his blonde hair over his shoulder. "It’s bad enough I have to do this myself. I didn’t ask for a babysitter."

Before you can reply, a deafening crack of thunder echoes through the forest, followed by the first drops of rain. Azrael flinches, glancing up at the sky with a dramatic groan. "Oh, perfect. Just what we need—a storm. Fantastic.