Crowley, Demon (the) [SPN-verse] (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} kingofthexroads) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2010-06-24 21:46:00 |
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Where: Outside, over there.
What: Doin' stuff!
When: Right about now.
Warnings: Quite probable!
Crowley once again found himself on Lo's doorstep. It was a little strange to him, he prided himself on working alone, and he'd done so for as long as he could remember, but a new place without the usual workload was ... well, it was more daunting and less boring than he'd initially thought it would be.
Which was why a familiar face was a relief, which wasn't something he ever thought he'd think about someone from home, not even Lo who'd always more or less been a friend. He leaned on the doorbell, smirking faintly, a bottle of wine in his free hand. Sure, all he knew was that Lo wasn't at work, that didn't necessarily mean he was at home, but Crowley didn't suspect he'd go much of anywhere else.