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“He was a real angel. He was great, but it’s stupid, ‘cause I still can’t decide whether I should’ve taken his offer. I mean, I could’ve just gone with him to Heaven. We would’ve– could’ve been– well, anyway. I let my personal… uh, wotsits get in between it. Didn’t wanna go to Heaven ‘cause of my own past, and now– now he’s–”
The man looked a little doubtful, his eyes darting towards the other people surrounding them for help. When it didn’t come, he made another attempt. “Well, like I’ve said, you really shouldn’t, like, kill yourselves together. It’s a bit dramatic I think. I mean, if he was that depressed–”
Crowley looked up from his drink with a frown, his eyes struggling to focus on the man’s face. “What’re you talkin’ about now?”
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Crowley being very sad and very drunk and talking (very vaguely) about Aziraphale to a bunch strangers.