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———— Anthony Crowley ————
Free will. It’s like a... a superpower. Except you don't get a cape, you just get a lot of difficult choices.
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" Well, you know what they say about the road to Hell? Needs repaving"
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Good Omens rp. mv. bookshop
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am i something you're ashamed of? is it such a dirty thing to be loved by someone like me?
"That is— are you sure you're not secretly a demon? Because that—that would give you an open door downstairs"
He laughs, holding a drink of wine
"You can tell me all about it."
Yes, Crowley wants to hear about her dates and everything he's missed during the past few months.
"Why would I be? Dated any angels recently— kidding. I'm not over mine. Still brewing... whatever they say. Argh. Nah. Friendship—friendship is good."
He snapped in his fingers, the doors of the bar flew opens.
"After you—"
"You know what? Friendship is vastly underrated. It's a lot easier. No messy feelings, no heartache."
He orders a few things for himself along with a drink.
"Nah— maybe. We'll see. I won't let my best girl getting in trouble."
He gestures to a quiet booth and sits there. He leans back, draping his arm lazily over the back of the couch.
"My dating life is a ghost town. I have not much to tell you, but I'm sure you do. You'll tell me all about it. And who knows, perhaps I'll go scare some of them if needed."
He locks his arm with hers and leads the way to a small diner around the corner.
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"Let's forget about work, yeah? I have far better things in mind, like having dinner with my best friend."
Crowley fixes his sunglasses, a smirk on his face. It feels like they haven't seen each other in ages.
Crowley is now living on the streets, his favourite plant by his side. Could things get any worse?
Well yes, he's lost his Bentley, Aziraphale left him for Heaven.
So yes, he's pretty cooked. So when he hears a male voice calling for him—
Crowley has seen many things but this? The man looks exactly like him.
@10oncomingstorm
"Huh— Hello myself? What are you—? definitely not a demon. I can tell."
He sniffs the air. This stranger's scent is different from his.
"... nor an angel "
Crowley is having a drink when his eyes lock with @msatanlilth.
She is staring at him. This is weird. He's been watched before, but this? This feels different.
"Yes?"
Crowley watches the angel searching for his tea.
"It's right there—
On your desk."
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