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Post by Crowley on Nov 12, 2010 4:16:50 GMT -5
After Crowley hung up the phone with Adrien, he sat there for a moment and thought about what had just happened. Some kid he had only intended to be a one night stand had just called him his (his?) best friend. And he was happy about it. The demon sighed. He hated getting attached to individual humans. He started caring and it made things infinitely more difficult, especially as years went by and he didn't age. He knew it was better to avoid that sort of thing altogether, but it ended up happening a few times every century. He picked up the phone again and called another friend of his.
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Post by Magda on Nov 12, 2010 4:18:55 GMT -5
Magda's hand shot out from under her pillow and aggressively grabbed the phone receiver.
"Vat..." she mumbled as she brought it to her ear.
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Post by Crowley on Nov 12, 2010 4:19:56 GMT -5
"Hey."
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Post by Magda on Nov 12, 2010 4:20:49 GMT -5
"...Croilly? Vass... vass going on? Something's wrong?"
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Post by Crowley on Nov 12, 2010 4:22:08 GMT -5
"Ish. Not really. Just wanted to talk to someone."
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Post by Magda on Nov 12, 2010 4:24:28 GMT -5
"...okeydoke."
She rolled into a more comfortable position.
"'s'early-"
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Post by Crowley on Nov 12, 2010 4:25:22 GMT -5
"Yeah. Well, at least I didn't sneak into your bathroom at four in the morning."
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Post by Magda on Nov 12, 2010 4:27:28 GMT -5
She laughed weakly.
"I am knowing-"
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Post by Crowley on Nov 12, 2010 4:28:28 GMT -5
"Anyway. Remember in Romania when I slept with Adrian Veidt's boyfriend?"
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Post by Magda on Nov 12, 2010 4:29:39 GMT -5
"...is Meesteur Vay-eet trying to make killing of you now or something?"
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Post by Crowley on Nov 12, 2010 4:32:44 GMT -5
He laughed. "No, no, nothing like that. It's actually about Adrien, the boy. Well, okay. Story time. We actually met up a couple of times after Romania, and we've sent letters back and forth while he's been New York, and just now he called me with a problem he's been having. At the end of it he told me that I'm his best friend. It made me smile. So you see my problem?"
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Post by Magda on Nov 12, 2010 4:34:38 GMT -5
"I thought I vas your- oh, never mind, it's too early in the morning for English. Do you mind if we do this like this?" she asked in Romanian.
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Post by Crowley on Nov 12, 2010 4:36:17 GMT -5
"Not at all," he replied, switching. "We can talk like this all the time if it's easier, you know. And you are my best friend, don't worry. What I meant was that I appreciated the fact that he cares for me that much, and he's human. It's an issue."
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Post by Magda on Nov 12, 2010 4:38:29 GMT -5
"I was teasing about the best friend part. I don't worry, and you are almost more like... a brother, really."
She pulled up the sheets.
"So you come to me because I know all about human attachments, is that right?"
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Post by Crowley on Nov 12, 2010 4:40:52 GMT -5
"Maybe. You were just the first person I thought to call."
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