001 || Enter one angel, stage left

[defenderofducks]

[A:  Action: 1487 Kramden Street]

[Aziraphale wakes up rather suddenly.  The fact that he was asleep in the first place startles him; unlike Crowley, he could never really get the hang of it.  He doesn't really remember going to sleep, let alone going to sleep in a bed.  Surprise turns into panic when he finds someone beside him, but he slides out

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B!

[bye_to_yer_head]

You look a mite lost.

[defenderofducks]

[Lost is one way to put it.]

I feel a little bit lost.

[A pause, and then he at least offers a smile.] You wouldn't happen to know if there are any bookshops around here, do you?

[bye_to_yer_head]

I'm sure there is one but I don't know where. I can help you with foindin' th' bar or where t' get smokes. Otherwise I'm pretty useless.

Just showed up today?

[defenderofducks]

... I suppose a bar would do for now. Goodness knows that I need a drink.

I'm afraid so. This is all rather... A shock to the system.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Ah, no worries mate. It'll wear off soon an' then you'll be bored as all getout. When this place isn't going crazy it's a mite boring. As you probably noticed.