I am pretty sure that's what you were.
Stopping to help two stranded girls at 10 pm in the middle of a dark lonely road.
What were you thinking? We could have been dangerous...Ok, ok. Maybe not. But still, you didn't have to.
Did you know that you came 5 minutes after Alex ran out of gas?
I know you saw our white splattered clothes outlined by headlights and wondered if we just jumped out of a trashcan.
But since you're an angel, you probably knew that we just finished making a whale pinata.
You dashed off on angel wings, hidden by a car, and gave a gas present to us within 10 minutes. Afterwards, you filled the car and promptly refused anything from us, even gratitude. I was too shocked for words, Angel, I didn't even know what to say.
It was over before we even knew what happened. Before we decided to do something not so smart. Before Ken could make it over with his fish tank tube to siphon gas out of his car since we thought all gas stations were closed. Before we ended up starting things on fire.
This is for you Japanese-Man Angel, wherever you are.
I hope you know how I feel.
Honto ni, Arigato.
