Crowley
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    • It was an ordinary day... it would have been if you hadn't been invited to a party. You didn't go into details about whose birthday it was or anything else. You were getting ready slowly and then your future husband came into your room straightening his tie*
    • a skirt? Seriously?
    • You glanced at Crowley, slightly tilting your head*
    • it's actually a kilt. It's the national dress of Scotland... you know
    • Crowley rolled his eyes, to which you sighed heavily and laughed *