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He watched as the train pulled into the station, and his sister went crazy, jumping up and down and clapping maniacally. "She's here! Oh my God, I can't believe it."
He gently clasped a hand on her shoulder. "Calm down, we don't even see her yet. What does she look like again?"
"Look for brown hair, lot's of super shiny brown hair. And she's a little taller than me, oh and she's pretty- oh there she is!"
And with that, his sister took off, once again squealing, garnering some odd looks from the crowd getting off the train. With his height, he could see her running straight for a young woman, with several bags, which she promptly dropped as his over-excited sister practically body slammed the poor girl.
The angel watched with him, a brow arched. "Your sister is quite...fascinating."
"That's one way to put it," he muttered as he turned to face her. However, he grew suspicious as he noticed the broad smile forming on her face.
"What's that for?"
"What?" She played dumb.
"That smile...and what's that in your hand? Is that a knife-"
"Here he is!" His sister bounded up with her friend in tow. "Here's my dear brother!"
"Hello, please to - what the?!" He yelped as he felt something sharp and cold pierce his back.
His sister and her friend stared at him.
He cleared his throat, not looking at the angel, believing she was merely playing a trick on him. "Sorry, just a sudden pain in my back. Probably just slept odd last night. Really my apologies."
His sister's friend giggled. "That's ok, I get it. I slept on a train…"
He gathered her bags and together the three humans left the train station…
...leaving behind an angel in complete disbelief.
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