Anthony J Crowley: Vaguely Sauntering Downward (_crowley_) wrote in snapthread,
Ant Guy / Demon Dude
Everyone loved a party. That was the rule. If there was a party, you had to love it.
Even if you were a slightly anti-social demon who'd only just arrived less than twenty-four hours ago. Though, Crowley had to admit, as far as welcomes went, this one was nearing the top of the list. Which list that was, it was diffIcult to say.
Still. He'd had some pizza, some doritos, talked to a bloke who thought he'd be nothing but trouble, lost his angel in the crowd and even been to do a dance, because why the Hell not? But now it was time for some people watching. If he was going to be stuck here, he ought to see how weird the whole lot of them were.
Apparently he wasn't the only one with that thought in mind. And Crowley figured, why not. He could chat. So he popped a squat and glanced over at the other man from behind sunglasses. "Interesting night," he started.