Aziraphale: The Old Bookshop

[temptationaccomplished]

Misc CRAU -- Choose your flavor

The bell over the door rings, and from somewhere in the dusty shelving, Aziraphale mutters something under his breath. It sounds like "sugar" or "drat" but in any case, it's a mild bit of annoyance at having gotten distracted in his Oscar Wildes and forgotten to switch the sign to closed.

"I'm very sorry," he says as he comes around the shelf to greet the customer, book still in hand, "but we are-- Oh!"

The book, knowing better than to fall, finds itself relocated to a nearby table instead of falling on the floor with the angel's surprise.

"How did you get here?"

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[serpentinthegarden]

"That's pretty decent for a human."

Alec wouldn't have made it that far for instance... He would be lucky to make sixty with neither Fell or himself looking out for the idiot. Wearing his best inscrutable expression he found himself a seat perched on the arm of Aziraphale's little love seat and watched the door to the back room, speaking to the open door even as he could hear the rattling of teacups and saucers.

"I could go for something timeless."

So much wasn't...

"Plants needed watering but everything was just as I left it."