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Who: Aziraphale and Crowley
What:: Drunken nonsense
When: Today
Where: The Lux
Rating: Pft, no higher than PG
Crowley would never admit it in a million years, but he missed being able to sit down and drink an excessive amount of alcohol with Aziraphale. No one else could even come close to keeping up with him. Except for Castiel, who refused to drink and Faye, who he still wasn't speaking to.
He'd decided to make up for lost time by showing the angel the Lux, and settling down for another one of their 'drinking with added philosophy, likely disintegrating in random trivia about the natural world' evenings. They'd been drinking solidly for a while, now, and things were starting to get a little fuzzy around the edges.
"The thing is," Crowley paused for a moment to get a grasp of what, indeed, the 'thing' was. "You never know when you'll go home from here. Or what happens. Just 'poof'. Here one minute, gone the next. Like they were never here in the first place. S'weird."
What:: Drunken nonsense
When: Today
Where: The Lux
Rating: Pft, no higher than PG
Crowley would never admit it in a million years, but he missed being able to sit down and drink an excessive amount of alcohol with Aziraphale. No one else could even come close to keeping up with him. Except for Castiel, who refused to drink and Faye, who he still wasn't speaking to.
He'd decided to make up for lost time by showing the angel the Lux, and settling down for another one of their 'drinking with added philosophy, likely disintegrating in random trivia about the natural world' evenings. They'd been drinking solidly for a while, now, and things were starting to get a little fuzzy around the edges.
"The thing is," Crowley paused for a moment to get a grasp of what, indeed, the 'thing' was. "You never know when you'll go home from here. Or what happens. Just 'poof'. Here one minute, gone the next. Like they were never here in the first place. S'weird."