Date: 2020-05-22 09:19 pm (UTC)
inlovewithmycar: (heart eyes under the shades)
Wouldn't dream of it.

[ He says in that innocent way of his that suggests he is absolutely scheming the best way to get Aziraphale to eat a boxed abomination to cuisine.

Settling in, Crowley snuggles close, draping an arm and leg over Aziraphale.
]

Wake me when you get a bit peckish then, love. Or any other appetites I might be able to sate. You know me, pedal to the metal, always ready to go.
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