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[onlyanapple]

[Crowley had been rather distracted for the last few days. What with having that...moment with Zelman and all, he'd ignored the carnival completely. Not that he'd have gone to it anyway. Carnivals were considerably un-hip.

But stepping out into the grounds, to where his most prized possession had been. Well. It probably would have been wiser for him to pay more attention. He opens his journal immediately, glowering at the empty space that should have contained a 1926 Bentley]

Okay, which one of you arseholes has taken my car? I know it's got to be one of you, Del knows not to give it legs any more so it's not going to walk off by itself.

I'm giving you half an hour, that's thirty minutes to give it back. If it's not back after that time has elapsed, I'm afraid to inform you my ability to understand the concept of mercy will be at an all time low.

Tick tock, morons. Tick. Fucking. Tock

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[onlyanapple]

Six thousand.

And I'm not old.

[wizard_redfive]

[There's a long pause. Then, in a hushed awe:]

...Oh, dang. You really ARE old.

[You realize you just added fuel to the fire, right? Because now she knows your age.]

[onlyanapple]

[Good job, Crowley. You win at life]

You can't be old if you don't age.

[wizard_redfive]

Yeah, you can. Being old and aging are two completely different things.

[onlyanapple]

Not to everyone.

[wizard_redfive]

They are to me.

You're just in denial.

[onlyanapple]

No, I'm not in denial. I'm fully aware of the truth of the matter.

[wizard_redfive]

The truth being that you are old as dirt. [No, she's not letting this go.]

[onlyanapple]

Actually, I existed before...


Never mind.

[wizard_redfive]

Hmm~? What was that you said?

[onlyanapple]

[Sulkily] Nothing, never mind.

[wizard_redfive]

It didn't sound like nothing. But don't worry! Your secret's safe with me.

[Be afraid. Be very afraid.]

[onlyanapple]

There is no secret.

[wizard_redfive]

Sure, Crowley. Whatever makes you feel better.