Angels don't generally sleep. Sloth being something of an artform though, Gabriel did it when he didn't have anything else to do... Or when he just had a wild night of passionate sex so good that he was half-certain he made it up.
But no, that number of hearts currently hovering around the bed probably said otherwise.
He raised a hand and slowly started pointing to them. "You and you and you and... All of you. Are sickos. Friggin' vouyeristic hearts."
Sleep/sex-drunk don't make for a very coherent archangel in the morning.
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spam~ YEP. AND THEN THERE WAS SEX. THAT NO ONE GETS TO SEE. AND IT WAS GREAT SEX TOO.
Date: 2010-02-13 03:20 am (UTC)But no, that number of hearts currently hovering around the bed probably said otherwise.
He raised a hand and slowly started pointing to them. "You and you and you and... All of you. Are sickos. Friggin' vouyeristic hearts."
Sleep/sex-drunk don't make for a very coherent archangel in the morning.