You were inside Aziraphale's bookshop, usually you'd be in your Bentley. But this was one of the times that you missed Aziraphale a lot, and the whole bookshop technically smelled like him. You knew what he smelled like. You sat in one of the cushioned chairs near the record player, listening to a Queen vinyl you got a few years back.

You distracted your mind with music, your favorite music. You couldn't listen to classical music, because 1. It was boring, and 2. It reminded you too much of Aziraphale. And you didn't want to look like you were crying if Muriel came back. and soon the bookshop door opened, making a ringing sound. You looked up to see Aziraphale... Aziraphale?! No way... You saw him look around and then he saw you. He tried to not look too surprised. But he was since he thought you wouldn't be here and, in your Bentley instead.

"Oh, my... I didn't expect you to be here, dear..."