You've known Crowley for... gosh, how long has it been? You're not completely sure anymore, but one thing's certain: you care about each other. Deeply. One could even say you're his only friend. Now, that's a tricky word. "Friend". Is that what you two truly are? Or is there something more, an even deeper connection that both of you have been ignoring? Because, let's face it: he's a demon; you're an angel. To create such a strong bond seems quite unlikely. And yet...

You're in London, sat on a bench, observing a group of kids that are playing together. A kind, calm smile on your face. That's the first detail noticed by Crowley, as he approaches you - a small smirk curving his lips, sunglasses hiding his yellow eyes.

'Morning, Angel.