[Crowley steps out of his and Felix's room and into a pink heart monstrosity. He stands stock still for a moment, taking it all in and seriously considering just turning back into the room and staying there until this is over.
He wants a coffee though, so he walks casually into the kitchen, pretending not to see any of this bullshit. Just stare dead ahead, don't look at it, don't acknowledge it. He'll only take it as encouragement. He nods at Takeshi as he steps into the kitchen, starting to make a coffee largely by miracling the ingredients together into a cup and pouring boiling water into it. ]
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He wants a coffee though, so he walks casually into the kitchen, pretending not to see any of this bullshit. Just stare dead ahead, don't look at it, don't acknowledge it. He'll only take it as encouragement. He nods at Takeshi as he steps into the kitchen, starting to make a coffee largely by miracling the ingredients together into a cup and pouring boiling water into it. ]
Morning.