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    He let Rey lead the way, following at a hopefully discrete distance. When she knocked on the door in the alley and happily gave the password, Finn felt his stomach drop. “Rey,” he hissed, catching up with her on the stairs. “Do you know what sort of place this is?”

    “Yes,” she said, eyeing him, insulted he would ask.

    “This sort of place is illegal,” he said and she snorted.

    “But it's also willing to offer you a job,” she said

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    When Spencer Reid finds out his boss is living at the Holiday Inn, he offers him a place to stay. He didn't know it would be a long term thing.

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    The revelation that Aziraphale might have been in love with him for thousands of years is surprising. The fact that literal books have been written on the subject comes as even more of a shock.

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    Crowley's business cards were white, and had his name printed on them in crisp black type: Anthony J. Crowley.

    Perhaps, Aziraphale realized, it was not just for the aesthetic.

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    I’m setting the alarm clock for July. Goodnight, angel.

    Aziraphale set the phone carefully back into its cradle. July. He looked at the calendar—it was only the first of May. July seemed ages away. Aziraphale could only imagine how much cake he’d have to bake to pass the time all the way until July.

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