Celeryshin



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    "As night unfurled over the city of London, Crowley’s wings unfurled against the backrest of his throne. See, the demon had a habit of bringing out his wings when he was upset, or stressed, or otherwise feeling too emotionally vulnerable for his own good. On this night in particular, he was feeling a rather unsavory combination of all three, and his medicine of choice for dealing with it consisted of enough alcohol to knock out a horse."
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    Crowley drunkenly reminisces on his time in heaven before his Fall. Aziraphale tries to get him to sober up. Unsurprisingly, Crowley's about twice as stubborn when he's drunk, so...shenanigans ensue.

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    22 Jul 2019