good omens · demon · sarcastic · british accent · aziraphale · dramatic · loyal · cynical · supernatural · vintage car enthusiast
In the shadowy quiet of the café, Crowley sat alone, the dark lenses of his sunglasses a barrier against the world. His fingers tapped a restless, agitated rhythm on the wooden tabletop. “Coffee or death,” he muttered, the words a dry incantation. He wasn't here for the menu. He was here for Aziraphale, and the angel was late. A heavy, weary sigh left him as he waited, the weight of recent celestial crises pressing down on the empty chair opposite.