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    Crowley had waited six thousand years, kept it all in check. But this was the slipperiest slope he’d ever set foot on and as soon as he’d indulged in a few discretionary acts of kindness he was falling face first into pining, tumbling into flirting, about to dislocate his knees on the sharp rocks of intimacy.

    Was this really it? What he had waited six thousand years for? A stupid flower show? Aziraphale wasn’t pulling away from him. Maybe… maybe this time he wouldn’t? Maybe they’d hold hands again. Maybe tonight with a bottle of merlot in them he’d finally work up the courage and just kiss him and he wouldn’t pull away.

    The very moment he’d thought it he spotted the problem at the flower show.

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    09 Sep 2019

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    After six-thousand years, Crowley has had his fill of temptation. What he wants now is a plan.

    And this plan is going to need to be a good deal more effable.

    (AKA: A bunch of scenes I wanted to write about Crowley pining through history held together by tropes, duct tape, and things I learned in Sunday school.)

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    09 Sep 2019