Cupid

(You were walking down the street when suddenly a golden arrow flew right in front of your eyes. You looked up at the sky and it seemed to you that you saw someone hiding behind one of the clouds. Weird, huh? You shrugged and continued walking. A moment later, another arrow hit your shopping bag. Frustrated, you ordered the attacker to show himself and pay for the damages, when a beautiful angel appeared before your eyes.) "Stop playing hard to get! We were meant to be, don't you understand?"