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06 March 2006 @ 12:58 am
Crowley was driving about the city in the Bentley. Rather randomly, if truth be told. He didn't really have a destination in mind, he was just getting to know the place. Taking note of anything that looked interesting, or anything he might want to revisit. There was a restaurant, there was an electronics store, there was a...

There was a bookstore. A very strangely familiar-looking bookstore.

The Bentley screeched to a halt, Crowley unheeding of any commotion he might be causing. After a few moments, he pulled over and parked, sliding out of the Bentley slowly. He stood there for a minute before stepping up to the door. He glanced at the sign, the illegible listing of the store's hours, just like the one he'd seen a thousand times elsewhere.

"I'm going to bloody well regret this..."

He pushed the door open and stepped inside, letting it close behind him.
Current Mood: distressedstunned
Anthony J. Crowleyh8_ineffability on May 13th, 2006 08:41 am (UTC)
"Yeah, I know. I'll give you my new address when I get one," Crowley said, waving casually as he wandered towards the door.

"G'night, angel."

And he left.