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[itsjustafruit]

[Crowley doesn't catch on to what's happening at first. You'd be surprised how much of his day involves not being demon-y at all. He gets up in the morning, puts on his sunglasses and his clothes, combs his hair, threatens his plants, and heads out to terrorize his favorite barista.

Even that goes just as he expects right up to the moment when he reaches into his pocket for some coins to pay for his drink and none appear.

Standing in line with no way to pay for his drink, his favorite barista wastes no time in kicking him out onto the street sans miracles, money, or recourse.

It isn't until he lowers his sunglasses to look at himself in the coffee shop's window that he sees normal human eyes looking back at him.]

Shit.

[ooc: Crowley's been average Joe'd. Feel free to harass the hell out of him as he hurries home.]

Comments

[justamessenger]

[Just your luck that Dulcie is getting some sugary chocolate confection with extra whipped cream at the same time. She is sipping on it casually and peering at him over the top of her sunglasses.]

Hey there, handsome. How's it shaking?

[itsjustafruit]

[Tch, she should have bought him his drink. Bloody useless angels.]

Like a festive jelly. You know, the kind great-aunts fill with mandarin slices and coconut.

[steleheart]

[ Clary has a heart of gold, so she pays for the man's coffee when she orders her own and hurries out to catch up with him. ]

Excuse me, this is yours.

[justamessenger]

[But watching him get kicked out was so much funnier.]

Sounds yummy.

So the whole thing with the not being able to pay? Just changed your mind about the coffee?

[itsjustafruit]

[Augh, how... sweet. He takes the coffee because this day may actually require caffeine.]

Aren't you just a good Samaritan?

[steleheart]

Not really, but I figure everyone needs coffee.

[itsjustafruit]

[He's really doubting her credentials.]

You would think that.

Having a bit of a thing. [Waving his hand breezily to cover his consternation.] I'll just make some at home.

[itsjustafruit]

You don't know the half of it.

[Time to remember to be charming. He can do that.]

Thanks. I'm called Crowley.

[justamessenger]

[She'd offer to give references but they might be hard to contact.]

A city thing?

[itsjustafruit]

[He's pretty sure he wouldn't want to meet them anyway.]

One of those. It will pass. [It had better pass. This is much worse than just switching apparent gender for a day. Ugh, human.]

[justamessenger]

The lower tolerance level is pretty fun. But the getting hungry feels really weird.

[itsjustafruit]

I've always liked gluttony. I can work with that. [The not being able to get undrunk at will would be more problematic, though.]

[justamessenger]

Just don't make yourself sick.

[itsjustafruit]

[Just the thought of experiencing something like that makes him look a little green around the gills.]

I'll keep that in mind from the comfort of my apartment. [Where he intends to harass Aziraphale into making things for him.]

[justamessenger]

Sounds like fun.

[And yes this is her following you there. This is too hilarious to miss.]

[itsjustafruit]

What are you doing?

[Uch, no, don't witness his shaaaaame.]

[justamessenger]

I don't have anything on today.

[itsjustafruit]

Then go feed the ducks, they'll be expecting me and I'm not going.

[justamessenger]

But ducks are boring.

[Whereas this is so so not boring.]

[mr_phale]

[Your favourite angel, meanwhile, is sitting at home with a cup of tea, blissfully unaware that anything's gone wrong as he pages through a ridiculously old book. As one does, on a Sunday morning. Day of rest and all that.]

[itsjustafruit]

Bite your tongue, they are not.

[justamessenger]

Are you a kind of duck fancier and never told me?

[itsjustafruit]

Aziraphale! Aziraphale!

[By this time who knows what horrors have befallen him out in the wide world. Crowley looks disheveled and put out when he hurries in, likely with Dulcie still dogging his heels.]

[itsjustafruit]

Aziraphale and I often meet to feed the ducks back home.

[justamessenger]

So it's like your first date sort of thing?