The angel illusionist
Criss POV
"Is there anyone who truly understands the art of magic anymore?" I wondered.
"No one ever seems to appreciate what I do. They always ask me to show them a trick or something, but then they always say that it's just silly."
I stormed out of my hotel room. I decided to go away. Far away. It's not like anyone would notice anyway.
As I run down an abandoned street in Las Vegas, I stop in an ally. There standing above me, in an apartment. I see a beautiful girl seeming to be in her own heap of misery.
I stand there mesmerized, as her feelings shadow my own.
Roses POV
"This world just doesn't make sense to me. It just seems as if nothing ever goes right."
Rose thinks aloud and then sighs. "I wish someone would just notice me."
I walk over to the window, loving the sight of the moon and all the stars that surround it.
My gaze drifts to a stranger staring back at me. His eyes look so familiar, But sad.
He smiles at me and walks over to an old chair that was beside the dumpster and sat down. "he must not have anywhere to go" I thought, "maybe I should invite him to stay with me. I do have a spare bedroom after all.
I don't know what made me trust this stranger I've never met before, but something about the look in his eye. Dangerous and mysterious, but very honest and real.