Cryobionic
Seven Thousand Club
"It wasn't like I had any choice," The demon replied snidely, leaning back against the couch. The floorboards were stacked up beside the coffee table, and there was a box of nails sitting beside the hole, Bratwurst having kidnapped one of them, currently chasing it around the living-room. He sighed, "I'm not really sure how to fix the roof, but I think it's turning out pretty well, don't you?" He asked with a smile, looking up at the angel, then frowning. "Isn't it ten am?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at the bottle.
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Oliver kept his hands wrapped tightly around the porcelain cup, giggling softly to himself, before looking up at Maria, "So what's it like being engaged to an angel?" He asked with a grin, mostly to have something to talk about, as silence was rather boring.
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Oliver kept his hands wrapped tightly around the porcelain cup, giggling softly to himself, before looking up at Maria, "So what's it like being engaged to an angel?" He asked with a grin, mostly to have something to talk about, as silence was rather boring.