Dossier Twenty-six

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Here is Henrietta. Henrietta brought Crowley's bathroom. She is in a nightgown.

She is also stuck on a towel hook.

Why is she stuck on a towel hook? Because she has a pair of enormous--or rather, proportional--dove-gray wings curving out of her back. And one of them is caught on the towel hook.

She winces.]

Oh... This is bad, I think.


[[Bwahaha, experiment start. Henrietta is now an angel. |D ]]

Comments

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Of course, if you want me to.

[contract_star]

Alright. I just don't want you to be sick anymore. You can stay with Crowley until then.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Tentative attempt at a cuddle >>]

[contract_star]

[W-whoa cuddling! Cuddles back, also tentatively.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Cuddling with wings is awkward, BUT SHE PERSEVERES.] I wish I could come visit you.

[contract_star]

...I do too.