"The one who insulted my bowtie? Hmm. Well. Everyone changes, I suppose. Peer pressure or just life in general. I only don't because I like myself. As strange as it may be to some, I don't actually mind how I am." He took the two books Crowley was holding, as they were close to his home now, and he hugged them tight to his chest for moral support. "I'm fine with my peers never quite getting me. I think that's just part of life, isn't it?"
He didn't fit in with anyone. Well, anyone except Crowley.
And if Crowley didn't care how he looked or how he spoke, what he liked or didn't like, then why did he care? In some ways, his sheer lack of caring inspired Aziraphale in many ways. "I don't overly get them either. I'm sure I won't get their music at all."
"We'll see. Maybe I can get Nicki to play something classical." Hey, if he was drunk enough, Crowley figured it could be possible. Or if he got Spike to ask for it, which was an angle he felt could be worked. Depended on how things went, he supposed. "I'll make sure you have a good time. Even if it's just because I'll buy you a chocolate eclair on the way back."
He did know Aziraphale well. "See you at seven, angel."
"Oooh, lovely! I hope I can make it then!" He'd do anything for a chocolate éclair. Even break all of the rules and risk being grounded for eternity. "See you tonight, Crowley. Hopefully."
With a bright grin, he turned away and walked along the road, his heart positively fluttering.
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He didn't fit in with anyone. Well, anyone except Crowley.
And if Crowley didn't care how he looked or how he spoke, what he liked or didn't like, then why did he care? In some ways, his sheer lack of caring inspired Aziraphale in many ways. "I don't overly get them either. I'm sure I won't get their music at all."
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He did know Aziraphale well. "See you at seven, angel."
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With a bright grin, he turned away and walked along the road, his heart positively fluttering.