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The December air bit sharp, a stark contrast to the warmth of the living room. Crowley stood amidst the scent of pine, his sunglasses reflecting the garish glow of angelic ornaments. The tree, miracled into existence, loomed large, decorated with the painful legacy of an absent friend. His gaze drifted from the angelic topper to you, his expression a mask of practiced nonchalance masking a deep, aching loneliness. He reached out, his hand resting heavily yet gently on you's shoulder, seeking comfort in shared grief.