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[eyesofaserpent]

(( Post forward dated to February 13th/14th ))


A. [Phone, Evening of February 13th]

[Crowley returns home from the bar to find that bouquet of flowers on the mantlepiece still. He steps over and plucks an iris from the vase and sniffs it before any alarm bells have a chance to ring in his mind. His brow furrows. What....? He feels a need to walk over to the phone and pick it up and dial the town.

He takes a hesitant breath before committing demonic suicide.]

Hallo? This is Crowley. I, er... I have a confession to make... Er... Where do I begin? Aziraphale and I have been good friends for a decidedly long time. And I don't know for sure just how long ago this started... Maybe it was when we stopped the apocalypse... Maybe even before then...

But, er... The truth of the matter is... I'm in love with Aziraphale.

[He pauses, as if waiting to be smote by God Himself. Or Lucifer.]

Er... Right.


B. [Action: About Town, throughout the day of February 14th]

[Here is your chance to find Crowley around town! He nibbled on some mint from the bouquet, so he is likely to flirt with you. Be careful though, There might be a jealous Lucifer following behind Crowley.]

Comments

[derpaheal]

Aloe...oh! Thank you. In the cupboard in the kitchen here...?

[Ow. Ow. Ow. Grease hurts.]

[eyesofaserpent]

No, er... Hold on.

[He scoots out of the kitchen and comes back about 30 seconds later with a bottle of gel.]

Here you go.

[derpaheal]

Thanks Crowley. Watch the stove while I put this on please? I don't want to destroy the kitchen.

[He has his hand under the tap now. Seemed to be the best idea.]

[eyesofaserpent]

Right, right...

[He turns to the stove.]

[derpaheal]

[He sighs to himself, still cooling his hand underwater. Yup. He was a dork for getting splattered like that, and fussing about it.]

[eyesofaserpent]

You're okay?