Who: Aziraphale and OTA What: Emotional crisis When: Monday evening Where: Wandering Madison Warnings: A sad Angel trying to handle an emotional crisis without his best friend since said best friend is part of the crisis
There wasn't much Aziraphale couldn't handle. He came across as stuffy and anxious but he was more capable than most people knew. After all you couldn't lie to God without having some form of backbone, and Aziraphale had done that, for the good of Adam and Eve of course, but still. It wasn't for the faint hearted. But the latest craziness the Dome had thrown at them was more emotionally distressing than anything he'd been through.
He'd been married to Crowley and they'd been happy. Content. In love. What did it mean? Had it been random? Or had the Dome sensed something? Something Aziraphale had been very good at denying even to himself over the years.
He'd tried to distract himself, but cooking and reading has failed. An empty bottle of wine had done nothing either, he should have known better than to expect it would. So he took himself out for a walk. He knew Crowley would most likely be drinking so avoided stopping and focused on just walking.