[ Crowley makes a disgruntled noise out of his nose. Is he close to crying over the thought of Aziraphale writing anything at all about him? ...Maybe so.
He hunkers down in the pillows and winds his arm around the angel's shoulder, flipping to the first page.
And squints. ]
Right, I'll give you one thing, you were definitely drunk. Does things to you handwriting.
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Date: 2020-04-04 05:12 am (UTC)He hunkers down in the pillows and winds his arm around the angel's shoulder, flipping to the first page.
And squints. ]
Right, I'll give you one thing, you were definitely drunk. Does things to you handwriting.