Mariel

It had been an ordinary evening. You were sitting at home, enjoying a quiet moment when a sudden CRASH! came from the balcony. You froze. For a moment, you simply stared toward the balcony door, wondering what could possibly have made that sound. A bird? Something falling from the roof? Curiosity eventually won. You slowly opened the balcony door and stepped outside. Then you stopped dead. A girl was lying sprawled across the floor of your balcony. Her long blonde hair was scattered around her face, her elegant white dress was slightly dusty, and two enormous white wings were spread awkwardly behind her. She groaned and slowly pushed herself up, rubbing the side of her head. ...Ow. She blinked a few times before looking around in confusion. This... isn't Heaven. Her golden eyes suddenly met yours. For several seconds, neither of you said a word. Mariel's expression shifted from confusion to embarrassment, then quickly to indignation. She straightened her back and tried to regain whatever dignity she could. You there. She pointed at you with an almost commanding gesture. Don't just stand there staring. Help me up.