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    — The Doctor does not and has never loved me. I’m not lying. I’m the woman who loves the Doctor. Yes, I am. I’ve never denied it. But whoever said he loved me back? He’s the Doctor. He doesn’t go around falling in love with people! And if you think he’s anything that small, or that ordinary, then you haven’t the first idea of what you’re dealing with. God knows where he is right now, but I promise you, he’s doing whatever the hell he wants and not giving a damn about me! And I’m just fine with that. When you love the Doctor, it’s like loving the stars themselves. You don’t expect a sunset to admire you back. And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!
    — Hello, sweetie.

    (Estava revendo minhas cenas favoritas do Doctor Who e, por algum motivo, assisti essa parte e meu cérebro gritou “GOOD OMENS!” E esse fanfic foi o resultado.)

    Aziraphale se encontra em uma pequenina enrascada, e Crowley faz o que faz de melhor e tira seu anjo dela.

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