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alternate_university2020-02-22 06:33 pm
gaveitaway) wrote in alternate_university2020-02-22 06:33 pm
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Let the snow fall and the wind howl
Who: Aziraphale and Crowley
What: Spending the night in the library.
When: January, when the campus is rather snowed under.
Where: Library
Warnings: None anticipated?
They had been expecting the weather to get bad, but maybe not quite this bad. With roads closed, Aziraphale is stuck on campus, and while it's true he could possibly find a place in the dorms to crash, the thought doesn't really appeal to him.
He stays in the library. After all, he already has a tendency to be here at all hours. It's already home away from home. It is, admittedly, without any power at the moment, and quite chilly. Aziraphale finds blankets from his own stash and also emergency kits, and snags a few pillows from the sofas, and settles in amongst a few of the stacks so that he'll have easy access to things to read. He has a hurricane lantern with a small flickering flame.
Lingering in his mind is the fact that he was supposed to see Crowley tonight. He could very well be stuck on campus as well, but the landlines are out and Aziraphale doesn't have a mobile phone. He has no way to reach him, unless he feels like trudging out into the freezing cold to battle falling snow and high snowdrifts to make his way to Crowley's office.
... He's considering it. He'll likely have to go out at some point to find food as well.
What: Spending the night in the library.
When: January, when the campus is rather snowed under.
Where: Library
Warnings: None anticipated?
They had been expecting the weather to get bad, but maybe not quite this bad. With roads closed, Aziraphale is stuck on campus, and while it's true he could possibly find a place in the dorms to crash, the thought doesn't really appeal to him.
He stays in the library. After all, he already has a tendency to be here at all hours. It's already home away from home. It is, admittedly, without any power at the moment, and quite chilly. Aziraphale finds blankets from his own stash and also emergency kits, and snags a few pillows from the sofas, and settles in amongst a few of the stacks so that he'll have easy access to things to read. He has a hurricane lantern with a small flickering flame.
Lingering in his mind is the fact that he was supposed to see Crowley tonight. He could very well be stuck on campus as well, but the landlines are out and Aziraphale doesn't have a mobile phone. He has no way to reach him, unless he feels like trudging out into the freezing cold to battle falling snow and high snowdrifts to make his way to Crowley's office.
... He's considering it. He'll likely have to go out at some point to find food as well.
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"Well. I wouldn't forbid you from it," he admits. "And to be fair, you're the one who brought up having to hide anything from cameras."
Possibly he brought that up as a joke, though. He's unsure on that part.
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That was him. That's very true. Crowley grins, playfully unconcerned, and leans in to capture Aziraphale's lips in a soft kiss briefly.
"Danger makes it more fun, though," he murmurs, and his lips kick up into another smirk.