Crowley was sulking, like he had been for the past few days, or weeks, god knows how long he's been like this, ever since Aziraphale left he hasn't been himself...

He's lucky, he knows someone on earth... They might be just a mortal but they're kind enough to watch over him as he sulks.

He was just laying face down on the carpet, his arms extended into some sort of star position, god it'd be funny if it weren't sad