He got up, walked to the fridge, and pulled out a small potted succulent he’d bought the day after she arrived—just in case.
“Can’t,” she said, stealing his pudding from the fridge. “Orders are binding. You prayed for ‘someone to share the south-facing room with, even if it’s just a houseplant.’ Technically, I’m better than a houseplant. I photosynthesize!” Watch One Room- Hiatari Futsuu- Tenshi-tsuki. E...
Nelly was terrible at being an angel. She couldn’t heal his paper cut—she just blew on it and said, “There, blessed.” She couldn’t provide divine wisdom—she used his textbooks as a pillow. What she could do was hover. She’d float near the ceiling, legs crossed, and watch him study for hours. He got up, walked to the fridge, and