The black feline was sprawled against the concrete, sun bathing. Crowley was never one for being an extroverted cat, as he made home near a bookshop and used a bench to protect him from rain. That was until Aziraphale, a fluffy white pelted cat, ocean blue eyes that were always rounded, unlike his yellow, sharp edged ones. Black cats were always meant to be bad omens, but being near the beautiful white feline made him feel.. complete.