(Untitled)

[onlyanapple]

Who: Faye and Crowley
When: 18th Feb
Where: In Faye's room, but they tend to move to a more alcohol rich environment.
What: Dealing with valentines day fallout and moving on.
Rating; Maybe PG13, if only for language.

Comments

[luckyvalentine]

Even though Faye was on her bed, in her own world and glaring murderous thoughts up at the ceiling when he entered, Crowley had a loaded gun trained on him before she even really realized who had come in.

...When she did realize who it was, the gun didn't move.

"What do you want?"

[onlyanapple]

Thought the gun could, indeed, kill his mortal form (and Crowley didn't exactly fancy body hopping again) he didn't flinch at the gun. Instead, he calmly moved to sit by a table. Putting the glasses on the table and opening the bottle, pouring the liquid.

"That will hurt, you know," he stated this as simple fact.

[luckyvalentine]

Her weapon stayed on him.

"Either tell me what you want, or get out."

By her tone of voice, he didn't have long to make his decision.

[onlyanapple]

"I've brought alcohol. We're going to drink it," said Crowley, as if that were an obvious reason as to why he was here.