![]() ![]() He finally opened a drawer, the one where most of Crowley’s letters and notes were preciously stocked, and he froze. He stepped near his desk and fumbled a bit, lifting some paperworks, looking under his favourite writings. If you just let me check… I’ll be back in a second.”Īziraphale headed with a light pace whose happy people have towards an other room of the bookshop. ![]() ← Previous Work Part 3 of What about him? Stats: Published: Words: 1,278 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 2 Kudos: 37 Bookmarks: 1 Hits: 329
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