<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/aFzuP4G.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Angel Rein<br/><strong>Location</strong>Bakery near Brianna's apartment complex. South.<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>12th Ovrarian, 9 o'clock<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Brianna<br/><strong>Extra</strong><br/><br/>"Come on! Move it! I ain't got all day!" Angel yelled at the man behind the counter, arms crossed together, his right foot repeatedly hitting the floor as he impatiently waited for his order. It was almost 9am and he was going to be late to meet her. His queen Brianna. Finally, he was called directly by her to start receiving orders, and right on day one he was gonna be late.<br/><br/><em>"Here you go miss"</em>Finally the man handed him his order. Pissing him off even more. "I'm not a girl!" he yelled again, grabbing the bag from his hand and throwing the money on the counter. "Stupid asshole" Angel mumbled to himself as he left the bakery. "You're damn lucky I'm not allowed to have a gun yet" he continued across the street, soon going inside the building where Brianna was waiting for him.<br/><br/>As the elevator doors opened, Angel passed a man who seemed in a hurry. Half dressed, almost like he was trying to run away. "Weirdo" he simply said alone as the elevator went up. As Angel was almost at the apartment, his communicator came to life. The voice of the woman he idolizes spoke to him. "Angel, I expected you here before the 9 am news....I hope your bringing with you the best breakfast bagel in the South,"<br/><br/>Fuck fuck fuck! That stupid dude at the bakery! Ugghh! Staying calm, Angel reached Brianna's door, knocking first before speaking. "Miss WolfSilver? It's me Angel. I apologize for being late, but I did bring you your favorite" he called out, waiting for permission to come inside.