Crowley followed behind Aziraphale and then sat down in the chair he'd indicated, leaning back.
"Bachelors, huh? Cheers to that. Of course you'd be clever." Made sense, really. Also made him feel that not so uncommon insecurity. It had all been fine. It had all been fine for so long until he had gotten it in his head that maybe his teachers all the way back had been right. That he had potential he was squandering, that he was hanging with the wrong people, letting them drag him down, et cetera. He didn't remember ever caring before, but now he was usually aware that he had mucked up his life. Not even GCSEs and here Aziraphale was.
For some reason assuming he was a scientist. "Do I look like I work in a lab?"
Seriously? He adjusted himself in the chair, crossing his arms almost defensively and spreading his arms a little. Squaring up, so to say. "I just work in a garden centre. Y'know, selling plants."
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"Bachelors, huh? Cheers to that. Of course you'd be clever." Made sense, really. Also made him feel that not so uncommon insecurity. It had all been fine. It had all been fine for so long until he had gotten it in his head that maybe his teachers all the way back had been right. That he had potential he was squandering, that he was hanging with the wrong people, letting them drag him down, et cetera. He didn't remember ever caring before, but now he was usually aware that he had mucked up his life. Not even GCSEs and here Aziraphale was.
For some reason assuming he was a scientist. "Do I look like I work in a lab?"
Seriously? He adjusted himself in the chair, crossing his arms almost defensively and spreading his arms a little. Squaring up, so to say. "I just work in a garden centre. Y'know, selling plants."