Day 2: Dec 26
Allen woke up in heaven.
Or at least he thought it was heaven.
Because, he was greeted by the warm hand of an angel.
He shifted his head to his left to glance at the face of the angel clinging ever so tightly to his arm. He was shocked to see a flowing mass of dark black hair. It was a girl with delicate Asian features. Her chest rose and fell in the gentle lull of sleep.
Quickly he slipped his arm from the comforting grasp of the girl, and pushed the white down blanket off of him. His feet touched the wooden icy wooden floor and he slinked towards the door. He took one glance back at the bronze bed with its fluffy white blankets, puffy pillows and the sleeping angel. And he looked back at the brass knob in front of him. He reached his hand out and opened the door.
Without looking up, Allen ran out into what seemed to be a hallway. He glanced out the window and saw snow falling. So it snowed in heaven too. He turned on his heal and ran down the hallway while keeping his eyes on the floor.
Thud
Allen collided with something. He looked up while rubbing his head. A man looked back down at him. They stared at each other for what seemed, to Allen, like an eternity. And finally the man spoke three words.
"You. Bed. Now."
Obediently, Allen walked back into the room and lie down in the bed. Mana pulled the white down blanket over him and shut the door with a click.
Soft hands found his palm and grasped them. A smooth check rested itself against the rough red skin known as Allen's left arm. Cool breaths flowed out of her delicate mouth at an even rate.
Heaven didn't seem so bad.