* 𝓐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 ℴ𝒇 𝓣𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒅𝒂𝒚 .

ㅤ “we’re on the verge of the fuckin’ apocalypse, ain’t bad omens part of the deal?” maybe he’s not quite grasping the importance of some bugs appearing when they already know what they’re facing; the point of working together is stopping armageddon, after all. ㅤ

“probably a witch, i mean, ain’t famine supposed to be a thing when your big bro comes out of the cage?” shooting him a smart-ass smile, he’s done his homework. too much free time.

ㅤ how is this so normal between them that he’s not even surprised by the angel’s words? “yes sir, yes” he says, imitating a soldier’s voice talking to his sergeant. “still doesn’t explain what you are doing, if you haven’t noticed.” ㅤ

ㅤ sure ? holding the jsr awkwardly as he stares at the angel with a small confused frown. “uhm, cas... what are you looking for?” ㅤ

⠀ everyone has been corrupted … she has no one left but herself . ⠀

the first 3 words you see will define your APRIL 😭

⠀⠀ ⠀“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵, 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯.”