Satellite on a satellite
Who: Crowley [yellow_snakeyes] and Aziraphale [noflamingsword]
What: Two old friends, doing what they always do. And maybe something else. Vague description is vague because even we're not quite sure yet.
Where: Crowley's flat
When: Shortly after this.
Why: Because this ship needs MOAR AWKWARD.
Warnings: Probably just Awkward. Maybe some UST. We'll see how this goes.
Crowley was idly flipping through the channels (satellite, pirated) on his flat-panel wide-screen television (as-of-yet unpaid for, and due to an unfortunate computer error on the retailer's part, never-to-be). Alien television programs sure were strange. Interesting, but strange.
He'd been channel-surfing for a few hours, and was beginning to wonder vaguely if he felt like going out to get something to eat or if he wanted to order in, and whether or not he should find out if Aziraphale was interested in having a meal together.
What: Two old friends, doing what they always do. And maybe something else. Vague description is vague because even we're not quite sure yet.
Where: Crowley's flat
When: Shortly after this.
Why: Because this ship needs MOAR AWKWARD.
Warnings: Probably just Awkward. Maybe some UST. We'll see how this goes.
Crowley was idly flipping through the channels (satellite, pirated) on his flat-panel wide-screen television (as-of-yet unpaid for, and due to an unfortunate computer error on the retailer's part, never-to-be). Alien television programs sure were strange. Interesting, but strange.
He'd been channel-surfing for a few hours, and was beginning to wonder vaguely if he felt like going out to get something to eat or if he wanted to order in, and whether or not he should find out if Aziraphale was interested in having a meal together.