Young Writers Society

Virgil slept through the rest of the night without waking up from nightmares. .

By morning, Remy was sound asleep on Virgil’s window frame.

Virgil woke up and saw the bird sleeping on his window frame as he got up to head to the kitchen, Virgil didn’t seem to remember what happened last night only that the bird followed him home and started making food for himself. He looks for seeds or something to give to the bird as he thinks about what he dreamed about last night because he remembers a person taking him back to his bed, but he doesn’t have any recall of that.

Remy blinked awake after a bit. He noticed some seeds by him. Seeds? He carefully ate at them.

(HAHAHHAHA, I’m laughing after reading that)

Virgil watch the bird as he sat on his bed, eating his breakfast.

{It’s like a Walmart brand version of “Trees..?”}

Remy glanced at Virgil, before continuing to eat up.

Virgil kept eating, thinking about the person who was his guardian angel or whatever because he saw him yesterday at his work, but he was acting weird, he calls Virgil. Emo boy or pretty boy or something like that but was this bird was his guardian angel.

Remus and Remy weren’t one in the same. Remy had been watching when Remus came in.

Virgil tried to thinking but end up falling on his bed

"Hey, are you the guardian angel? Remy the guardian angel?"

Remy tensed up. He sighed a little, and fluttered above the ground, before turning back into his regular form.

“...Kind of.”

"kind of What?' Virgil says staring at him, feeling a little uneasy

Remy carefully took off his sunglasses, revealing his red eyes. He figured that would be a dead giveaway that he was a demon.

Virgil didn't say anything but just stared at him

“...They didn’t have enough angels... so they made me your guardian... you’re kind of stuck with a demon...”

"I don't care nor mind but was that you at my work or were you the bird?"