It's an ordinary enough evening in the Tonks-Wrangle household, except that there's actually a moment of peace in it: Everything seems to be going smoothly, things are surprisingly quiet
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"Tch! As if the Winchesters and other patrons haven't hunted them to near extinction." Desire's affronted look is entirely for show, the Endless crushing out the half-finished cigarette and tucking it behind a pale ear.
"Not so much mad, as... bloody exasperated?" she muses, pulling a mock-thoughtful face and tapping her chin with one index finger. "Nothing like your husband crawling into bed in the middle of the night smelling like he just marinated in a tub of tequila and tobacco for the better part of a day."
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Wryly, "Well, well, well. Look what the demon bunny dragged in."
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"You weren't mad at Bernard, I hope."
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... Outwardly. And the Endless does have a few words in Bernard's defence!
"It wasn't all day -- Just the better part of a few evening hours."
After all, how else does someone not his wife get Bernard Mickey Wrangle talking?
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