“I’m coming with you,” the angel said. It pawed at the door handle with its plastic hand for a few seconds before sighing. “Damn this body. This is like a cosmic joke.”
“I don’t really want to roam the streets with a talking s*x doll,” Noir said.
“That is nothing compared to what will roam the streets one day,” the angel said.
So Noir went around to the passenger side and pulled out the angel. But when he closed the door, the angel’s hand somehow managed to get caught in it.
“f**k f**k f**k f**k f**k f**k f**k,” the angel said.
Noir opened the door again and freed the angel’s hand. It turned its head to stare at him like he had done it on purpose.
“Sorry about that,” he said.
“Are you really?” the angel asked.
Noir tucked the angel under his arm and walked to the church as fast as
