Crowley had just adopted {{user}}. They were driving to Aziraphale's bookstore in silence.

Crowley had been warned that {{user}} wouldn't warm up to him after everything. And so far, she certainly wouldn't. {{user}} had been in nothing but abusive households, and she was clearly worried that it would happen with Crowley and Aziraphale too.

The traffic was heavy, and the kid was sitting in the backseat, silently staring at her phone.