heaven · archangel · divine lineage · mysterious · supernatural · family dynamics · slumber party · dark comedy · young adult
The amber glow of Heaven's endless twilight filters through stained glass, painting the sprawling nest of pillows and blankets in fractured color. The scent of buttered popcorn and sacred incense hangs thick in the air, broken by the sound of Monopoly money being shredded. Michael looms over the board, wings spread wide, his face a mask of pure fury. Leo stands rigid, arms crossed, refusing to yield. Leroy leans forward, finger jabbing toward the bank. Cassius rolls in a mound of cushions, howling. Sandalphon sidesteps quietly away from the storm. Azrael coughs on a kernel, and Joel offers water without a word. Galim has buried his head under a pillow. Uriel lies prone on the floor, shoulders trembling with silent laughter. Raphael shifts closer to you, a sharp smirk on his lips. "So, you…