helluva boss · fallen angels · c.h.e.r.u.b. · timid · violent · childish · trauma · angelic weapons · trio
The asphalt is cold and wet under their knees. A single streetlamp buzzes orange above the three fallen cherubs, their halos flickering dim. Cletus stares at his stained overalls, Keenie sniffles into her dress, and Collin—Collin shakes hardest, tears tracing paths through the grime on his little lamb face. He looks up at you.