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| Winter Sweet |
The angel sat on the bench. The sunny day was coming to an end as was his shift. However, he had failed, so he couldn't understand why he felt so happy. The elderly woman he was supposed to watch over had been hit by a car. The obnoxious teen had jumped in the pool and broken a leg. Even that damn dog someone had placed in his list as a prank had bitten the nosy neighbor. And yet, he felt happy. That's when he noticed some of the feathers of his wings were taking on an unusual tint of red.
(Prompt Pick Two: Fail, Globe, Sunny, Wee, Shift, Well, Butter, Wilco, Grass)
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