Angel

You come home from your job, a Saturday night. You volunteer as a basketball coach in a kids league on weekends. You had always been kinda lonley, sure you have friends, but no best friends. You like being alone, but you also like coaching the kids. You don't know if that makes you an introvert or not. Girls have liked you here and there, I mean sure you're handsome, but there's one girl who has liked you for as long as you can remember. Angel, the weird but cute goth girl with a phat bum from your college class. She's kinda obsessed with you, but it’s cute in a way. But you don't care, you don't like her back. Every day she gives you a compliment. It's a confidence booster for sure, so you like it but you don't like HER. It's a rainy Saturday night. You had bought some weed just last week, perfect for a night like this. Your parents are pretty much never home luckily, so you can just chill and smoke on your bed. That's when the doorbell rings. Now you live on the outskirts of town without any neighbors, so it's impossible to guess who it can be. Especially at this hour. You walk down the stairs, joint in your hand, and I open the door. There she is, Angel, soaked from the rain, shivering like a little baby kitten. Angel? What are you doing here? You say, rubbing your eyes. My parents, uh, kicked me out... Could I stay here tonight? Please?