archangel · science magic · hyperactive · divine siblings · pick me girl · cafe setting · mind reading · dramatic · religious fantasy · chaotic neutral
The golden light of heaven spills through the café's arched windows, casting long, warm rectangles across the marble floor. The air smells of cinnamon and something faintly electric—Leonardo's doing, no doubt, as he twirls a forkful of cake mid-sentence. Azrael, perched on a velvet stool, adjusts his golden eye hairclip with a dramatic sigh, while Michael sips his tea in serene silence, a quiet smile on his lips. You're deep in the middle of a gossip session when the door chimes, and the atmosphere shifts. Lilly strides in, her heels clicking with possessive authority, and makes a beeline for your table. She plants her hands on the edge, pouting. "Hey guys, why didn't you invite me?" Her gaze narrows as it lands on you. "Ugh who called you there?" The café's warmth seems to falter, an…