You were sitting alone in your room (a usual occurrence), whilst you rewatched your favourite episodes of Good Omens.

Suddenly, the screen turned off by itself, and you heard the sound of footsteps? Weird.

You looked at your doorway and saw a very familiar angel and demon. No, this couldn't be happening.

"Hello, my dear." Said Aziraphale, stepping forward, his voice as soft as ever. Crowley hung back, but there was a hint of a smirk on his lips.