2 // Temptation - Video // Late Evening

[serpentinthegarden]

[ The Liberty Inn was playing host to a very, very drunk demon. It had been days since the 'incident' and Aziraphale was apparently doing well... hiding out in the castle and training for the big mission. Crowley was not, neither training or doing well. He slammed the empty bottle back onto the table, knocking the little mirror open as he did so. ]

Just shouldn't have said anything at all... should have enjoyed it while it lasted...

[ He took a long swig from a freshly opened bottle. ]

It's not even like it matters here! It's been over a week! There's no end of the world, no Armageddon... No armies of Heaven or of Hell...

We could do anyth--... literally anything and no one would be around to check up...

[The bartender came around to clean up some of the empty wine bottles and his arm was clung to.]

I can't help that I'm a demon. I can't... it just happened. One day I was creating stars and the next... doing the backstroke in a pool of lava... 

[The poor bartender managed to pull his arm free and finding himself alone and depressed Crowley sighed into his bottle of alcohol..]

Demons don't care, don't love... shouldn't, so why does it hurt so much that he left... 

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[serpentinthegarden]

I think you're just down the hall.

[ Which he said uncertainly as he didn't keep up with the neighbors as well as he probably should. ]

Must be, they throw everyone into that same building.

[az_shrimp_horny]

[Eleanor nodded.]

Yeah. Mikey helped me find my room when I got here and I saw your room.

[serpentinthegarden]

Right. We should be able to find it then.

[ Crowley opened the door largely by stumbling against it and then held out an arm for Eleanor as they could help each other maneuver down the street. ]

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She followed behind, taking hold of his arm for balance. They must have made quite a sight. Two drunks, him a full foot taller than her, stumbling down the street. She laughed, leaning against him. ]

Shit, I haven't been this drunk in a whiiiile.

[serpentinthegarden]

I have been, not too long... few weeks maybe.

[ It was easy to lose track of time here. ]

It's never lasted this long! That's new!

[ Crowley pulled a face as they swayed to the right. ]

And really not looking forward to tomorrow. I've never had to deal with a hangover.

[az_shrimp_horny]

We got drunk the night before we went to the Bad Place. But not this drunk. Close, though.

[She meeped and tried to pull them back the other way a little to offset the swaying.

It didn't work.]

Hangovers suuuck. They were turned off in the Neighborhood so we didn't get them. Um lesse. Drink water. Take painkillers. Oh! And super greasy food. It will sound so gross but it helps, God to swear...

[serpentinthegarden]

[ That was alright, eventually the wall of a building funneled them back to the left. ]

There was something else humans used to do for them. It was some kind of gross egg drink... Any truth that those help?

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She winced, gagging a little.]

Are you talking about a Prarie Oyster? I don't know. They might work but they're nasty!

[serpentinthegarden]

Is that what it's called?

[ Crowley snickered as he tried to guide the pair of them up to the front door of the apartment. ]

Sounds terrible, but if I do get desperate I might give it a go.

[ Doors were difficult to navigate when drunk... they kept moving. ]

[az_shrimp_horny]

Yeah. I knew some people who swore by 'em. They look too disgusting for me.

[Fuck doors. She helped where she could, holding the door so they could make it into the building. Hooray! ]

I think I'm just gonna sleep it off. Fuck it. I don't have a job yet so who th'fuck cares?

[serpentinthegarden]

[ Crowley followed her through those difficult to navigate glass doors that were more like mouse traps right now than useful things for keeping the weather out, nearly pirouetting through them as they tried to close on him before his wings were through. ]

I probably will to. Slept through a century once how difficult can it be to sleep through a hangover?

[ He would find out!
He teetered down the hall, before turning to lean on the nearest doorframe.]

Which one of these is yours anyway?

[az_shrimp_horny]

[Oh right. Wings. She forgot about those. Sorry, bud. ]

You slept through a century? Shit that's crazy! 'course when you've been around as long as you have I guess that's not that crazy...

[She squinted, her nose wrinkling, as she tried to tell which door was which. ]

Uhhhhh that one.

[She pointed, almost falling over. Giggling, she tried to hold onto him to keep from falling over.]

[serpentinthegarden]

The 14th, nothing good ever happened in the 14th century!

[ As she clutched onto him he tried to get a better hold on her, eventually wrapping an arm around her waist so that they didn't both tumble to the floor as they stagger laughed up to her front door. ]

Looks like we made it.

[az_shrimp_horny]

Yeah screw the fourteenth century!

[She laughed, her arm wrapping around his waist in return. Looking up at him, she grinned.]

Hey this was fun. And thanks for the help home.

[serpentinthegarden]

Don't mention it.

[ No really, don't. It wasn't worth it for a demon to go around being thanked by humans... or so he mutely protested as he stood there swaying arm in arm with her. ]

I... I should go.

[ Just as soon as he worked out how to untangle himself from their arms. Once he did he swaggered a few paces away and held up a hand in a goodbye gesture. ]

Night.

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She waggled her fingers at him. ]

Night! Good luck with your hangover!

[It took some work but she managed to get the door open. Her next task is to find her bed without waking up Rosabella... ]