12.Angel

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     Her face was completely scarlet from rage, her friends laughing.
     "Well I think you look positively cute, Sigil.~" Fawn's tone was sickly sweet, and she didn't like it one bit.
     "Shut up and let me take this off!"
     "Absolutely not! Adam hasn't seen it yet."
     "Do not send this to Adam! I swear on everything holy that I'll rip off your wings and make a new pillow out of them!"
     "That's not very Christian of you, Sig. What would Adam say if he heard you speaking in such a manner?"
     "He'd agree with me, you assho-"
     Fawn gasped with farce disgust. "With a mouth like that and you call yourself an angel?"
     "With a mouth like that I'm surprised she's not a demon yet." Carmen didn't even bother to make eye contact as she continued her book, flipping to the next page idly as Fawn snickered.
     "It's not funny! I look like a hooker!"
     "If it makes you feel better, I'd buy you." Carmen struck again.
     "No it doesn't! Get this off me!"
     "With an attitude like that, Fawn shouldn't."
     "Stay out of this conversation, Carmen!" A sudden click from Fawn's phone made Sigil whip her head.
     "You didn't."
     "My hand slipped." The coy smile on her face indicated otherwise.
     Bare feet slapped against cold tiling as Sigil began a manhunt for a particular angel.
     The front door swung open as pale violet wings spread and took flight in the dead of night, her silhouette contrasting beautifully against the full moon.
     "I'll kill you!" Sigil's scream echoed throughout the silent night as she did the same exact actions.
     Annoyed voices and cocky giggles filled the star lit sky, Carmen shaking her head in disbelief.

     A/N: Real small, I know. This was originally going to be Sigil babysitting a toddler, but I was inspired by when my aunt did my "makeup" the other day. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! :D

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