Belial was woken by the soft rapping, blinking against the blinding light that greeted him. He shook his head and slid ungracefully out of his bed, stumbling to close the drapes. Darkness surrounded him comfortingly and he gave a soft sigh, glancing down to make sure he was decent.
Well, it would do.
The second knock came and he whirled, stalking across his chambers, and tugged open the door without a second thought as to who it might be. Smelled strawberries and looked down.
"Oh, Aziraphale," he said, breaking into an unrepentant grin at the sight of the ice cream the angel was carrying, "come in, come in."
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Date: 2006-04-13 03:23 pm (UTC)Well, it would do.
The second knock came and he whirled, stalking across his chambers, and tugged open the door without a second thought as to who it might be. Smelled strawberries and looked down.
"Oh, Aziraphale," he said, breaking into an unrepentant grin at the sight of the ice cream the angel was carrying, "come in, come in."