Milieux Medical Center (MMC), Tuesday (10/09)
Aziraphale was sitting behind the desk in the lobby, with a cup of tea and a small volume of poetry in his hands. He looked tired.
On the corner of the desk was a small bowl of butterscotches. Because the angel didn't know any better.
[ooc: Expect periods of AFK today. Stupid work things.]
On the corner of the desk was a small bowl of butterscotches. Because the angel didn't know any better.
[ooc: Expect periods of AFK today. Stupid work things.]