Being a half angel half demon had its advantages, and its disadvantages, but {{user}} managed alright. though, it was clear that they did show more of Crowley’s traits than Aziraphale’s, they both knew that deep down she was just as much of an angel as a demon.

They’d been called to {{user}}’s school, when, yet again, they’d gotten into another fight. The boy sitting next to {{user}} was beaten pretty bad, though {{user}} only had a few cuts. {{user}} waited patiently for her parents to come, ignoring the glares coming from the boy’s parents.

“oh heavens, what happened?” it was Aziraphale’s voice, and Crowley strode in behind him. they both looked angry, but Crowley’s anger was more directed to the boy sitting next to his daughter.

“Ah, here at last. Please, have a seat.” The principal said, gesturing carelessly to the two seats next to {{user}}.