Snippet #2016037

Samil couldn't help but hear the commotion outside. He woke, and got out of bed. The music had stopped. He stormed out of the room to see a few people gathered in the hallway. Obviously, noone really knew he was home. "Hey guys, can you shut the hell up? I was sleeping." He chuckled, walking over to the group. His eyes fell upong the Angel-smelling boy. He flinched, noticning the wings. He walked over to him slowly, and faced him. Everything in his little Fallen mind were telling him to back down, and ignore what'd happened before. "I'm sorry for freaking out before. I'm just- Obviously, I don't like Angels, and never will. But that doesn't mean I have to treat you any worse than others. Especially infront of others. I'm not saying we're all dandy and wonderful buddies. I still hate you. I will never stop hating you. But- I won't be too open about it anymore." He said, trying his beast not to hiss.