WHO: Crowley and the other Crowley
WHAT: well they are probably not going to be celebrating the birth of Jesus I can tell you that much
WHERE: blah blah hotel blah
WHEN: Christmas morning
WARNINGS: Demonic bickering, general hideousness
[Crowley really likes sleeping. And this, while not his bed, is certainly a very comfy one. He could stay here for a while, really.]
[That is, if it wasn't for the second demonic presence in the room.]
[He makes a habit, generally speaking, of avoiding the hell out of other demons as much as he can get away with. And while it's pretty clear as far as he can tell that this other guy isn't a demon in the same sense that he himself is - and he's really not sure what's up with that - he'd rather not be sharing a room with him.]
[Or a bed.]
[Crowley sits up abruptly, hissing, the pupils of his reptilian yellow eyes contracting to slits, and starts to back away from his unexpected roommate.]