"Angles have pink hair." Those words belonged, to the bright eyed young girl who seemed to be wearing an oversized sweater, the sleeves were far to long and would drape over her little hands, her body being enveloped by the warmth of her cozy duvet. A tall man, sat besides the young girl in a black form fitting suit. His lips pressing gently against her forehead, as his left hand would ruffle his long black locks, his lips trailing towards her ear as he whispered. "Then you must be an angel, my little fallen star." The bright eyed little girl chuckled, as the sleeves which sheltered her small palms brushed across his face. "Did you make a wish when I fell from the sky?" he nodded his head as he closed his eyes. mumbling "That I could stay by your side forever."