What was going on with this situation? He was so confused. Who was Bill?! He could have asked but he was flustered and he didn't want to make a fool of himself. Crowley was so nice and even if he didn't like him that much, at least he was nice? He smiled a little when Adam looked over and tilted his monitor so the boy could watch. "I, uh, I have your number. In the system. If it was a real number, anyway. I assume you didn't give me a dud."
"You can call and come over. Do you want to come over?"
"Perhaps one day." When he understood who Bill was. He finished up and held the books out. "It was nice to talk to you again, Crowley. You are always... enlightening."
"You should come over. Then we could go out, I can get Bill to play sitter for a night." Why not? He'd be easy enough to convince if he let him sleep on the couch and have whatever he wanted from the kitchen. Bill always liked snacks, he had no idea whether that boy was ever not hungry. "You are a whole shard of light, angel. Don't leave me hanging. Hit me up."
That said, he lifted Adam off the counter, but kept him in his arms as he headed for the exit. "Ciao!"
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"You can call and come over. Do you want to come over?"
"Perhaps one day." When he understood who Bill was. He finished up and held the books out. "It was nice to talk to you again, Crowley. You are always... enlightening."
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That said, he lifted Adam off the counter, but kept him in his arms as he headed for the exit. "Ciao!"