Scouting along the streets of Bellevue, Morpheous realized that the next thing he had to do was get some money to buy clothes. Although an angel, he didn't possess the power to make things appear from thin air. He could have if he focussed on harnessing powers as his brothers did. But he possessed no such powers.
So he had to put his skills into use to get some money.
And the only place on earth where people would pay for getting healed was a hospital. And by healing people, he would be able to pave his way back to heaven.
That's it. Working at a hospital was the only solution that he could think of.
Sitting on a bench, he was thinking of a way to get a job when he heard someone calling his name and turned.
"Benjamin?"
"What are you doing here, son? You haven't gone home?"
"Home!" He chuckled. "My father has banished me. I am not welcome there anymore."
"You look old enough to stay with your father!"
