He stays there a few moments longer, face close to the thin slice of fresh air.
The birds are pretty rowdy. Briefly, Crowley contemplates winching the window further open and beaning one of them with a shoe. It's tempting. But then, he'd probably miss - and anyhow, without Aziraphael to purse his lips and give a disdainful sniff and shoot him a reproachful glance, the idea doesn't seem quite as fun.
He seems more solidly asleep, now that Crowley turns to look, arm stretched out across the space where Crowley had been.
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Date: 2009-08-25 06:32 pm (UTC)The birds are pretty rowdy. Briefly, Crowley contemplates winching the window further open and beaning one of them with a shoe. It's tempting. But then, he'd probably miss - and anyhow, without Aziraphael to purse his lips and give a disdainful sniff and shoot him a reproachful glance, the idea doesn't seem quite as fun.
He seems more solidly asleep, now that Crowley turns to look, arm stretched out across the space where Crowley had been.