"Aaaaaawh..."
Jane yawns like a wild person as she stretches and climbs off the bed she slept on in she and her husband's room.
Doing all her house chores after having a bath and brushing her teeth, made her to have another bath and brush her teeth again, which she sulked in doing for the second time.
(I wish I can talk to him everyday)
Even with the boredom and senseless thoughts ravaging her mind, Jane still finds something creative to do with her idle time.
Eating breakfast, sliced cucumbers and potato chips with orange juice and a full loaf of bread by her side, she belched almost fifteen times without noticing because the degree of boredom in her is...
OH MY GOD!
(Yeah, that's right. It is Oh My God)
She picks her phone up almost ten times, deliberating whether or not she should call or text her husband.
How she misses James and all his beautiful charms...
She can't help but sigh in sadness.
After having breakfast, she gathers her strength and walks to the kitchen to place the dishes in the washing sink, and then heads to the sitting room. Getting to the sitting room, she pounces on the couch and immediately reach out to the remote on the brown desk in the middle of the sitting room.
(Oh God, have mercy)
James slams his hand on the alarm clock in the room and groaned feeling the pain of smacking his hand on metal.
(Ooo... That ain't good)
He struggles to stand properly because he still got a pair of sleepy eyes on. He manages to get off his bed and go to the toilet to go pee.
During his usual visit to the restroom, an unusual feeling of the absence of his wife occurs and his long pencil starts to grow even longer.
It shoots out twice and then returns back to the normal way it was some minutes ago.
It does feel good actually.
He wonders why Raven... Why when Raven is not with him, he feels her. He feels the absence of her presence. The absence, of the feelings she has for him. It is clear, that he cannot focus without having to talk to her in a day. He won't function well.
He zips the zipper of his trouser and sigh, staring at the mirror provided in the restroom.
"Should I text or call her?" he asks himself. His palms on his waist like a gymnast. He just can't wait to talk to her for that day.
He feels like going back to be with her when he is here to save her from those crapped up Demons and Lucifer.
But he is also here to have a good time with her, right?
"Yeah... Yeah, I am"
...
Dawn, Kenny, Kidan and Laurasia are seen seated round a table in the middle of the living room of their so-called 'New Home'.
"... mercy and help us, to get back to you. Amen"
"Amen" they all chorused as Kidan ended the prayers of forgiveness that they have been praying for like three hours now.
"We acted our part well" Kidan states as he looks at the three seated before him.
"Dawn is not pregnant because we are Angels. Angels cannot be affected by the human deeds, we all know that"
They all nod in agreement. They do know that.
"This is their time now. We have to make sure they don't go the wrong way"