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Reader's POV

Every day was the same as the last. Wake up, go to work, eat, sleep. Most people think that being an angel is fun but it's not. Being an angel is never fun, you cant rebel, you can't cause any trouble ad you sure as hell can't date anyone. That was my problem, I was alone. The other angels never really accepted me because of my opinion. I wanted to be a fallen angel, they can do whatever they like without any consequences. The only way for me to become a fallen angel is if I fall in love with one, however they don't love so I'm stuck running round helping people against my own will. Especially since I'm the kings daughter.

But today it all changed.

I woke up with a sigh as I realised that once again I had work. I rolled out of bed and headed into the shower. Once I had showered I chose my outfit.

 Once I had showered I chose my outfit

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And headed to work. I know what you're thinking, why would an angel wear all black?  It's simple really, I like black. It's my only way of expressing myself.

Finally I was happy with my appearance so I left the house. I knew today was gonna be a long day so I went to the nearest Starbucks and met up with my best friend (Y/B/F/N).

"So, how's life in the underground?" I asked (Y/B/F/N) with a grin.

"Same as usual, y'know, dead people, angry fallen angels and a lot a black" She said with a sigh before smiling brightly.

"There's a new guy." She cooed.

My smile faltered slightly as I saw the most beautiful creature ever created.

Walking. Towards. ME. or us, hey I was having a moment.

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A/N = thanks for reading

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