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    “Why do you keep pronouncing the P in ‘psychically’?” Aziraphale asks.

    “Because, angel, I am exceedingly inebriated.”

    (On psychic bonds, wings, and fear of falling.)

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    10 Apr 2026

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    As soon as Aubrey Thyme, psychotherapist, had opened her office door and seen her new client, Anthony J. Crowley, sitting in her waiting area, she was observing and assessing him. At first glance, she paid attention to the following:

    --His clothing was expensive and stylish;
    --He wore very strange but noticeable cologne;
    --His relationship to the seat he occupied could only, very loosely, be described as “sitting;”
    --He looked angry;
    --He was wearing sunglasses.

    What Aubrey Thyme, a professional, thought, upon first seeing her new client was: you’re going to be a fun one, aren’t you?

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    06 Apr 2026

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    “Aw, what happened? Bad day at the office?” He’s both very proud and very ashamed of the whiny voice that comes out of his mouth. “Did you suddenly realise your esteemed coworkers are a bunch of tossers?”
    Aziraphale keeps looking at him in a way that makes him feel exposed even behind his sunglasses, and he doesn’t waver. He just… stares. No, glares. And he doesn’t move either, doesn’t even breathe properly.
    The angel slowly wets his lips like he’s tasting a subpar chocolate mousse, tilts up his chin and says: “No,” like he’s stabbing the air with it.
    Crowley laughs, a short, ugly thing that quickly turns sour in the back of his throat.
    “Of course you didn’t.”

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    Or: 5 times Aziraphale and Crowley don't talk + 1 time they finally do.

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    “How did you ever know?” Aziraphale asked Crowley. “How did you know when I was in trouble and could use a spot of, hmm, otherworldly intervention?”

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    In the beginning, God gave the angel Aziraphale a flaming sword.

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    24 Dec 2025

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    “You never talk about it,” Aziraphale said.
    Crowley, drowsing on the sofa with an open book covering his eyes, didn’t answer for a moment. Then he took the book off his face and said, “Talk about what?”
    But he knew. It was in his voice, clear as anything.
    Aziraphale hesitated, trying to figure out if there was a way of saying it without actually saying it. There wasn’t.
    “The Fall,” he said. “And… before.”

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    21 Dec 2025