Day 62 | Rescue Effort

[eyesofaserpent]

Who: eyesofaserpent, timisnotme, perhaps buggrealle?
When: Very late at night on Day 62/Extremely early morning on Day 63
Where: Starts at 212 Marigold and swings on over to 195 Daffodil
What: Crowley springs Tim from house arrest for mead and food (and proper utensils). Continuation from here.
Rating: Meh, PG-13 for possible swears? And drinking. Can't forget that.

Comments

[timisnotme]

"Sure am!" Oh right, he should have known the man would be British from the way he was talking. He approached the car and then just.. stared at it.

"Oh man... Now I know why you're so into this car. This is... I'm sort of afraid to touch it." He made his way to the left side and gingerly slid into the passenger seat. Oh god, he didn't want to touch ANYTHING in the car least he accidentally mar it.

[eyesofaserpent]

He sped off at ninety miles an hour down the suburban streets as soon as the door was closed. He drove at mad speeds, but he was clearly in control.

"Don't be afraid. My car's taken worse than being sat in and came out okay." Like being a ball of flames.

[timisnotme]

Oh holy shit that was some scary driving times. "Right, well, I don't want to be the one to scuff the paint or something." This really was a gorgeous car.

Oddly enough he hadn't really been outside a lot, not that he was getting a good view of the scenery through the fog. Or at ninety miles per hour.

[eyesofaserpent]

Crowley chuckled a bit. It wasn't long before he pulled into the driveway of 195 Daffodil.

"Here we are."

The motor shut off and ticked as it cooled.