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Dawn Turner

Sleep.

Sleep is underrated.

Everyone always talks about how fun staying up late is and how night time is the best time to have fun.

I understand this but hear me out; have you ever been so sleep deprived for days, almost on the verge of breaking down with how exhausted you were both mentally and physically, and then had one long and good night of sleep?

It's like watching a sad movie for 2 hours while building up sadness and anxiety in you and then witnessing a happy ending that takes all the sadness away. It's freeing.

After the whole slaying my demon fiasco last night, I slept like a bear on hibernation. I doubt I would've woken up at all today if it weren't for my annoying guardian angel who I actually can't be mad at since his job is to protect me.

Zach woke me up early today, claiming that he was bored of watching over me and wanted something fun to do.

It was 8 o'clock in the morning...

I spared his life only because he was watching over me and making sure I was safe and NOT because I was an inferior being to him and didn't stand a chance against him at all.

That's definitely the reason

The truth is, even though Zach is supposed to protect me since he's my guardian angel any way, I'm still very grateful for him.

Not to mention, he also kindly offered to make me breakfast after waking me up.

He said it's because he knew I was tired and didn't want to have me working but I'm pretty sure he only offered to make breakfast for me because he knew I would burn the kitchen down.

Wouldn't be the first time either.

Me burning my eggs and pan that day is literally the main reason as to why I met Alexander and had my life turned upside down in the first place.

I'm never making eggs again.

I can not handle the consequences of pissing off another fallen angel.

After Zach and I ate, I decided to look up some old phrases on the internet to see exactly how much of them he knew since he's been around for centuries or something.

He honestly knew a lot more than I expected him to even though it was pretty obvious that he would've known everything being an angel who has looked over the world for a long time.

Zach telling me stories about the past made me realize exactly how scary it is how much things change in just the span of 10 years. The thought that the things that we say now are going to be foreign to people in the future is so weird to me.

I turned to look back at Zach. "I have never heard any of these phrases before. Am I a disgrace to your world?" He chuckled, nodding vigorously.

Damn. If I ever met the rest of the angels, we probably wouldn't get along with each other that well.

"Well, those phrases actually aren't that old. Some people still use them to this day." He explained. I don't get along with old people so that's probably why I've never heard of these.

"Maybe I need to start hanging out with old people more then."

"Oh please no, they're a bore. It will happen again anyway." His gaze fixated on the wall behind me. "A century later, the things you say right now will probably become an ancient way of speaking too. I've seen it happen before. A lot of times, actually." His bright smile turned into a sad one.

Something about an angel being sad made me feel devastated.

Being an angel sounds really cool but it comes with its downsides, doesn't it? Watching the people you protected and cared about age and die eventually sounds really sad.

And then meeting new people and having the same thing happen to them as well over and over again. I can't imagine living a life where I'm constantly getting déjà vu of a bad feeling that never really goes away.

"Do you ever feel lonely?" I asked him.

I'm sure that if I ever had to watch my mother, Skylar, and other closed ones die while my life continued on normally, I'd be driven to insanity.

I'd be really lonely as well.

"It's definitely not as happy and positive as people make it seem to be in fantasy shows and books. Being an angel isn't only about living in a lovely place called heaven surrounded by a white fog. It also comes with heavy responsibilities, both on heaven and earth. Especially being a guardian angel too. I don't know if you noticed, but I'm not exactly...."

"Mature?"

He shot me a glare and shook his head.

"Responsible?"

Another shake of the head.

"Not exactly... as lifeless as the other angels? I don't really know any other angels so I deeply apologize if I've offended anyone." I looked up at the ceiling and prayed that my apology got sent to heaven.

Zach continued looking at me blankly before nodding. "Yes. I purposely try to keep the childish side of me alive because I don't want to risk losing it. The rest of the angels are just a little too serious all the time. And yes, I realize that it's a big responsibility we're dealing with, but it gets so exhausting sometimes. Just being serious all the time."

"That, and you also don't want to lose a part of you that's still human?"

"I absolutely hate you for knowing that." He laughed sadly. Even though Zach and I argue a lot about everything, seeing him sad felt really weird to me.

I also feel like the more I talk to Zach and get to know him, the less childish he becomes in my eyes. He's really wise and I guess it comes with many years of being alive. Joking and being sarcastic all the time seems to be a disguise he uses to feel human again and it made me feel so bad for him.

I smiled at Zach. "Okay, well, I have something that can get your mind off of things."

I hopped off the couch and bolted towards the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of tequila that was sitting on my counter and came back to offer it to Zach.

"First of all, you have a drinking problem and you need to get it fixed." Zach stated blankly.

"I literally never drink alcohol, what are you talking about?" I shot back.

"I know you got drunk with Alexander."

"Fuck."

"Yeah." Zach shook his with disappointment and I smiled at him coyly. "I don't drink anyways." He continued.

I placed the bottle back on the counter and racked my brain for things we could do to make Zach happy. I squinted my eyes as I thought hard about this.

He has a fear of losing a part of him that's still human, so what exactly do people do when they're sad?

My eyes widened as I had one of those light bulb above head moments that we see in animations.

Zach stared at me curiously as I ran across the living room to where my TV was and opened the drawer underneath it, only to reveal a huge collection of Disney movies and shows stored in there.

"Nope. No. Never. Absolutely not. Thank you, but no. I don't want to watch movies about a princess and a prince falling in love in the weirdest ways ever and then of course, bam. Happily ever after. I refuse." He whined but it was a futile attempt because I am determined to make him watch all of these.

Or at least half of them because I have a lot.

"First station, BEAUTY AND THE BEAST!" I exclaimed, waiting for his applause, which never came, so I applauded myself.

Nothing better than a little self love and support.

"I'm telling you from now, this movie is not going to affect me in any way, shape, or form. " He huffed.

*One Hour Later*

Sniff.

"I just don't understand why love has to be so difficult, Dawn. Can you not see me dying over here?" Zach emptied the boogers in his nose on a tissue paper. His eyes were shimmering with all the tears and he seemed to be enjoying the movie more than I was.

"I hear you, keep going." I'm not going to lie, I'm enjoying watching his reaction to the movie more than the movie itself at this point.

"I mean, he kidnapped her dad and then treated her like poop but then again it's probably been ages since he last got laid—I mean bumped uglies. And then he finally learned how to love." He let out a pained sob.

I never thought I would see the day where I'd hear an angel say 'get laid' and 'bumped uglies'. What has my life come to?

The more he talked, the deeper his pout got. I can see he was taking this very seriously.

"And then?"

"And then after he finally finds someone that he loves, this ugly ass- I mean... yeah no, I stand by what I said actually." I motioned for him to continue. "After that happens, that Gaston jerk is trying to kill him? Get out of the way of true love you ugly crusty man!"

And now the angel is insulting a made up character. This day just keeps getting better.

"Well, yes. But at the end it was Gaston who lost and then Belle was able to save the beast and everyone else by returning them to their original form." I explained. Zach nodded so I continued, "And what happened next?"

"They lived happily ever after." Zach was looking at me in awe now.

"Good job, Zach! You made it through your first Disney movie." I clapped for him while smiling. I'm glad he actually had fun.

"Okay, you know what? I think I'm ready for Disney now. Show me something else."

He was nowhere near ready.

I still brought out my Tangled CD and got a nod of approval.

Oh the irony of this.

"Are you sure you're ready?" I inserted the cd in the DVD player.

He nodded confidently. "I'm positive. I'm a strong and independent angel now."

"Whatever you say..."

*Another Hour Later*

"There, there, Zachary." I patted his soft brown hair. I somehow became the babysitter of an angel that was now full on crying on my shoulder.

"How could a movie be so sad, Dawnery?" My smile dropped.

Would it be a sin to throw an angel out the window?

Well, he has wings. He'll be fine.

"Oh come on. She saved his life and got back to her family and the Kingdom." I take back what I said about Zach being wise, this man is an actual 5 year old.

The movie wasn't even that sad.

"Dawn, your lack of understanding of my emotions is hurtful." Am I really about get lectured by an angel over Disney movies? "You don't deserve to have a collection of all these Disney movies actually. I'm taking them all with me."

And now I'm being robbed.

"Okay... well, let's call this a day the—"

"NEXT! PLAY ME ANOTHER ONE." He didn't even wait for my response before bolting to the drawer to get another CD.

What have I done?