Who: Corinth and Zepar What: Girl-talk? Where: The coffeeshop where Zepar works Warnings: Angst~
Corinth had healed up from the Auphe fight, but since seeing Asmodeus and Phoebe talking, he had been driving himself crazy. The evening he'd spent with Cal was the calmest he'd been, but he couldn't just cling to the other man, for several reasons. Leading Asmodeus to Cal was a real fear for Corinth, and to a lesser extent, he didn't want to get on the other man's nerves by spazzing out in his living room all week.
Reluctant to bother his Superior with these matters, Corinth had kept up with his work. When he wasn't working at the hospital, he was ferrying souls for Azrael. When he wasn't doing that, he was worrying all night. Angels didn't need to sleep, but it was nice. Presently, Corinth was working the heroin chic look, a dark hoodie pulled low over his head.
He'd deliberately picked a time Cal didn't work to come to the coffee shop.