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    Crowley blinked, and the man blinked back. The man currently holding a slipping, squirming Dog, a drenched, light blue shirt sticking to his chest and soft middle, and silver-y blond curls dripping all over the place above a pair of the most steely-azure eyes Crowley had ever seen.

    Dog seemed to recognize him, because he stopped squirming and started wagging his tail, that went thump-thump-thump against the increasingly flustered looking man’s upper arm.

    “Hey, Mr. Crowley!” Adam greeted cheerily, popping from behind the man and leaning against the door frame with a cheeky hand-wave. “We were just giving Dog a bath. What’s up?”
     
    “Ngk,” Crowley replied, his brain currently in the clutches of what Crowley intimately called his ‘Useless-Pan-lizard-brain’.

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    02 Nov 2019

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    As their lunch stretches on Aziraphale slowly comes to realize that Crowley is—enjoying him. Enjoying Aziraphale’s conversation, and company, far more openly than he has in most of Aziraphale’s memory. And Aziraphale knows that he himself is just chattering on, letting conversational tangents carry him along, and—it’s definitely relief, for him, knowing for the first time in a long time that they aren’t being watched, that no one is keeping score for now.

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    Aziraphale realizes that Crowley's been saying something rather loudly for a week.

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    22 Oct 2019

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    As their lunch stretches on Aziraphale slowly comes to realize that Crowley is—enjoying him. Enjoying Aziraphale’s conversation, and company, far more openly than he has in most of Aziraphale’s memory. And Aziraphale knows that he himself is just chattering on, letting conversational tangents carry him along, and—it’s definitely relief, for him, knowing for the first time in a long time that they aren’t being watched, that no one is keeping score for now.

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    Aziraphale realizes that Crowley's been saying something rather loudly for a week.

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    22 Oct 2019

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    It's a lovely week in the South Downs, and Crowley is at war with a Horrible Goose.

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    20 Oct 2019

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    After Brother Francis rescues Nanny Ashtoreth from the duckpond (following an issue definitely not caused by Crowley trying to save ducks from five-year-old Warlock) Crowley and Aziraphale abscond to a private room in the Dowling mansion to shed their wet disguises, light a warm fire, and spread their wings out comfortably. Crowley can't bear to see Aziraphale's wings such a mess. Really, though... what's a little feathery finger-combing between frenemies?

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    17 Oct 2019