inlovewithmycar: (heart eyes under the shades)
Anthony J. Crowley ([personal profile] inlovewithmycar) wrote 2023-07-29 08:54 am (UTC)

[He gives a noncommittal shrug.]

Mmn, I noticed.

[There were a lot of humans about, so it stood to reason that things would be catered towards them. Crowley and Aziraphale liked their food and drink, but they didn't need it the way humans did. In fact, despite the place being a city, it was a lot like the g-]

...Together...?

[Crowley had a thought just a moment ago. It was a good thought, very sensible, very clever. It's gone now; that train derailed and falling to shambles into the river of forgetfulness by a much bigger train that had no desire to share the the tracks.

His eyes are enormous, his crooked smile a tremulous, hopeful thing. He's sure he looks terribly soppy, but he really couldn't be bothered to care. It's not like they were in public or anything.]


You'd be alright with that...?

[His tone is casual, but the yearning look is anything but. It's a thrill, really, how they can just do what what they want, but he still feels like he has to make sure. He's been thrown for enough loops, thank you.]


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