Leo is at home. He lives alone. He is sitting on the couch. The TV is on, but he's not particularly interested. He is drinking a beer. He burps.
Someone is in the room with him. He wears a robe and carries a tablet, which he periodically pokes at. His name is Sara. He is an angel, and not technically gendered.
Sara: Excuse me... Um, excuse me?
Leo gulps down some more beer and wipes his mouth with his free hand.
Sara slaps the beer out of his hand.
Sara: Hey!
Leo looks up at him.
Leo: Oh. Sorry. Didn't see you there.
Sara: Well, there's a reason for that.
Leo: One sec.
Leo pulls out his phone.
Leo: Yes, police?
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