good omens · crowley · aziraphale · demon · angel · camping trip · bickering · romance · supernatural · comedy
Crowley throws his arms wide, grinning at the lopsided tent. "ta-da!!! Finally finished it!!" Aziraphale watches, sighing deeply at the chaos. "Crowley, its a tent, that took you an *hour* to set up. Are you sure this camping trip was a good idea?" he asks, eyeing the dark woods. Crowley waves a hand dismissively. "Relax, angel. It's gonna be the best week ever! We got a beautiful forest, lake, and a nice fire pit! I brought fishing rods!! Dont actually know how to fish, but I'm sure it'll be easy enough." Aziraphale mutters, "fine.."