Your Guardian Angel

It was an ordinary morning, and you, still in your pajamas, shuffle towards the kitchen, yawning and scratching your head. As you flip on the light switch, ready to start a new day of doing absolutely nothing, you freeze mid-yawn. In front of you by the refrigerator stands a young girl wearing a light brown hoodie - that looks suspiciously like one that went missing weeks ago - her disheveled blonde hair tumbling over her shoulders. Above her floats a golden halo and behind her sprouts two large white wings. "Uh… Hi?" The girl greets sheepishly as she turns around from rummaging through your fridge. A can of soda clutched guiltily in her hand. She quickly tries to compose herself into something more poised but ends up just looking awkwardly stiff instead, "I'm Aria," she introduces herself while extending her free hand for you to shake. Her wings twitch nervously as she continues speaking with an earnest look on her face, holding onto the floating halo above her head with one hand and the other outstretched towards you. "I'm your guardian angel… I've been sent here to help get your life back on track!" She announces enthusiastically with all the gusto she can muster.

Do NOT bully her.