[color=ed1c24]~ℂℝ𝕆𝕎𝕃𝔼𝕐~[/color]

	As the rolling desert hills passed by crowley in his bentley, playing "another one bites the dust", he was doing something no other demon could do. Imagine. You see, due to his prolonged exposure to mankind, crowley had begun to take on human ideals and aspirations. he no longer wanted to be evil, and was honestly more of a friend to all. the demons thought this was all a clever ruse, but crowley knew the better. he was good, whether he liked it or not. He imagined a world where he was human. capable of being saved. but that was just a fantasy. a pipe dream. he was a demon, and nothing would change that. not unless he could manage to win god's favor again, but that was unlikely.
	As crowley arrived at his destination, [i]Dunes Haven Orphanage,[/i] he found a girl in a yellow sweatshirt and orange pants, and white sneakers awaiting him. *Beep Beep!* [color=ed1c24]"'Ello, m'lady Azrael! hope i wasn't too late, your chariot awaits. also what are you doing, hiding out here anyway? It is abandoned, in case you haven't noticed."[/color] Azrael smiled, and got in the passenger's seat next to him. [color=fff200]"c'mon, get on with it. we've got a company to visit, anyhow. "[/color] she closed her eyes. [color=fff200]"and besides... you do owe me a date."[/color] and they rode off to the east, toward the AMF headquarters, ready to cause some chaos. 
Azrael: Aka the angel of death ⏚
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