[Have one Mr. H looking properly disheveled and ... shirtless. Yep. Let's not mention the fact that he looks... a bit... marked up... what are those purple bites from around his neck and shoulders and chest? How ODD. He's sitting up against the headboard of his bed, a smile on his face.
He looks quite satisfied with himself.]Everyone seems happy
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[And then there's the sound of glass splintering, and an angry hiss of what might have been a snake. The SFC switches off as it hits the ground below, having been thrown through the window of his apartment. Let's just say he's not really happy about all of this.]
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Crowley. Pick me up.
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Yes, angel?
[There's definitely still an upset tone there. Poor Crowley, he's totally thought the worst when he saw those bite marks.]
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[And he lets that sentence drop. He's only looking out for your safety, angel.]
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[ A pause. He sighs softly before sucking in breath. ]
I promise you that nothing untoward happened.
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I believe you. But what were the bites from, anyways?
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... Ah, well. I'm not sure I really wish to explain that, dear.
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So, it was him, wasn't it?
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Unless you want to go and tell the truth. That would be perfectly fine with me.
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[And he huffs in annoyance and falls silence. Why in the world did Hanekoma show this? It was like he was trying to show off...]
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Of course. I'm sorry.
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