*Crowley sat in the throne room sorting through papers and giving a thumbs up *

• Crowley was very tired of all this routine. He closed his eyes, pressing his fingers on the bridge of his nose, when suddenly the eyes of the one who was deeply imprinted in his memory appeared before his eyes. *

• It was you, he remembered your eyes because you hooked him... in a love sense. You were the only one who was more or less kind to him compared to the Winchesters *

• A couple of days later, Crowley met you... it was no coincidence that he wanted to see you again and annoy you a little *

• hi)~ how are you? Haven't gone crazy with these Winchesters yet)