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milliways_bar2005-02-26 11:12 pm
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*In the doorway, Crowley and a small blonde woman appear. She's holding tightly to his hand, but as soon as she's taken a seat in a booth he bows his head slightly, grinning, and heads to the bar. She watches him, chewing her lip thoughtfully*
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His fingers certainly twitch towards his pocket before he can help it, but he stops himself.*
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*A grin*
Doesn't take much, though.
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Nearly gave me a fucking heart attack, you know.
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And here I was aiming for hair-raising.
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Just be glad I was outside.
Kind of hard to hide the reaction of feeling that much drain out of the Bar at once.
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is fivetries unsuccessfully to quell his laughter*Well, at least you weren't in public.
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Fuck. Off. Demon.
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You. Are. Five.
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Well done, you.
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Truly.
His mouth twitches a bit.*
And just think what she might have done to it. A travesty. I'm glad you held strong.
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I totalled that car once, I wasn't having it done again.
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How'd you manage that?
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