Crowley is sat on the couch. The fireplace crackles as the pine wood burns, filling the house with the soft scent of winter pine. He has a knit blanket around him as he relaxes and reads a book, every so often taking a sip of his hot chocolate. He’s dressed in a pair of flannel pajama pants and a matching top, really adding to his cozy winter vibe.

It’s late December. The snow blows harshly outside, the wind howling against the windows. The storm should be lasting all night…