I’m just picturing family dinners with the archangels and God. Everyone’s fighting and losing their shit. Standing up, banging their hands against the table and screaming at each other. Except Gabriel who’s just:
Then, as a means of escape writes pagan smut in his head.
Yes, you. I have a question for you. Did you know it’s Valentine’s Day today? Yeah, you probably did didn’t you, sorry bit late to the party but I just wanted to drop in and say how beautiful you looked today. I know, I know, a random post in the ether isn’t going to mean a lot but that’s because you haven’t sussed who I am yet!
So let’s give you a clue. What’s strong, warm and sexy all over?
You guessed it, or you saw the gif before even getting that far but either way I’m here. I can’t stop long but I had to say something, you’re an amazing person and even if someone’s already told you that today, I needed to as well and if not? Well then someone damn well should’ve because you are a stunner, inside and out. Trust me, I know these things being an archangel and all (and one of the nice ones - lookin’ at you Luci.)
So go out there, looking as cute as you wanna be. Knock ‘em dead, kiddo, I’m rooting for you.
So what does that mean to you? What is being a boy and what about it is important and different from being a tomboy? Is it all in the name? All that matters here is that the right words are used? It’s nothing more than a matter of hearing people say different words about you?