We ran as fast as we could from a group of nasty homeless people. It was midnight and I should be drinking my sorrow away, but this angel was too busy flirting with the barista. "Aren't you my guardian angel? Teleport us!" I yelled. She blinked in realisation and took out her wand. As she spun the wand in the air and uttered some magic spells I didn't understand, the sky turned dark and it rained all of a sudden. The wand turned dimmed and nothing happened. The guardian angel gulped. "What now?" I asked in frustration. "This wand is not waterproof." She grinned sheepishly.