The Angelic Powers of Love

It was a dark, rainy night. He had just closed a deal with the most famous foreign clothing distributor. He was so happy that he decided to go to his favorite bar and have a drink to celebrate. He had gone a little too far and gotten too drunk to drive. He drove home anyway. On the way home he started to fall asleep behind the wheel. He heard tires screeching and woke up, pulling his wheel to the left. Which was his first mistake. He smashed into the oncoming car head on. Smashing the front windshield all over him. Cutting up his face and arms. His head bashed into the stealing wheel knocking him unconscious since the airbags didn't deploy. He woke to the feeling of arms wrapped around him, and a soft cooing voice saying it would be Alrighty day tightening around him as another car came barreling towards them unable to stop on the slick roads. They kept him from getting even more hurt as the car rammed into the side of his car. His car flipping over onto the roof. The blood slicked auburn hair touching the roof as the seatbelt held him in place. He turned to look at the figure and saw a pale white haired woman with glowing wings holding him in place.