tramitem_net | Cheeky piece

[ Its a video call of one Anthony J. Crowley stepping out of a posh building eating a vanilla and chocolate swirled cone. ]

When you think about it sixty-five million isn't really so much to ask for a place like this in the middle of New York. Especially with all those terraces. Parking space for two cars. Concierge. More bedroom space than I'll ever need. And... ha! This might be the best part!

[ He laughed and attached a quick image to the post. ]

They don't want to take that painting with them so it would come with the place! You're an art restorer, what do you think of it, Mr. Fell? Cheeky piece. It's a bit like that play we saw last week, the one where you got all annoyed with me for magically upgrading our seats. I didn't hear you complaining when we ended up with that private box though did I?

[ He paused for a thoughtful lick of chocolate before it ran down the cone. ]

I never even dreamed of owning a place like this one before so of course I signed. What is the point of magic if you can't indulge?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[he wasn't going to blink either.]

What are you thinking of? Giving me an allowance? Putting me up somewhere? If I'm going to ne a kept woman I should at least know the details.

[christ, Anthony, did you forget how to blink?p

[ Staring contest! ]

I thought of that, it's why I offered you a room in the new place... but you won't take it. Too much like charity.

New idea. You wanted to do some work down at NYBG. We just lost our back desk man. It's answering phones, light paperwork, digging a few holes now and then. I could upgrade you from tree tender to back desk man. It might help with the financials.

[he sighed. Rolled his eyes.]

Fine. But let me pay rent, or groceries or utilities or something, alright? After this lease is up. [which was near mid August]

If I do that and take your bloody job do you promise to get off my arse? [he held out his hand to shake on it]

[ This positive reinforcement for the very bad habit of wheedling away at something until he got what he wanted was exactly why he was the brat he was today! But he did try not to look too smug about this as Alec could still back out. ]

Rent, utilities, food, you're going to pay for all that.

[ Not even half of course but a reasonable and affordable amount. ]

You won't regret it. It'll be fun. Like an extended sleepover.

[ He reached out to shake on it, a far too pleased demon making his first deal. ]

You keep on smirking like that and you can live by yourself. [he dragged him closer, got him in a headlock and gave him a noogie because he was still the older cousin here]

Don't make me regret this, you little shit.

OW! Hey, no! Not that!!

[ And any pretext of him being cool was thoroughly debunked. ]

You won't! You'll love it, even has it's own terrace!

I'll hate it. [he let him go] I'll hate every moment of it. But that's family.

Whatever, you'll hate it!

[ Alec probably would the dour guy. Anthony however saw it as a perfect solution. He felt like he needed family more than ever and most of his side was still living in England. Phone calls home were fine but in-person was better. It might have been a touch selfish but... demon, deal with it.

~~Wanting Alec to move in had nothing at all to do with looking after him. There was no kind concern here!~~ ]

The elevator works consistently for a start...

[ ~~None at all!~~ ]

Joy. Best day of my life. [a desert couldn't be drier]

I don't want to hear any whinging when you decide to regret it and we get divorced.

Eh, you worry too much. It'll be fine.

[ A touch short sighted he anticipated no problems with this. ]

Do you want me to list all the ways of how it's going to fuck up or would you rather it be a surprise? [because he worries just the right amount, thank you. He knows what consequences mean]

[ A very dull stare met Debbie downer's pessimism. ]

Are planning to put kool aide in the shower heads and clingfilm on the toilet seats every night?

[a dull stare back]

Bringing Fell over will be awkward. I'll put a cramp in your style. We won't have any space from each other. You won't like what I eat. I won't like what you eat. We'll argue and bitch and fight and have nowhere to go to cool off.

Tell me how it's a good idea?

Old college trick, I can hang a tie on the door if Aziraphale and I want to be alone. Don't come knocking when the signal is displayed.

We will each have our own rooms, with separate bathrooms and terraces.

You never actually eat... I'd be impressed if I saw you with a bit of toast.

There are multiple floors, I think we could get away from each other if we needed to. Or worst case scenario...

[ His formerly dull look gained a touch of an evil smirk. ]

I could push you from the roof.

[he stared at him a long moment]

Don't make jokes like that to me.

[if he wasn't already regretting it before he would be so now. It felt like a misery and a curtailing of a miserable freedom]

Too late to back out isn't it?

We did shake on it.

[ Unfortunately, free will and all being a thing... ]

But, I won't force you to move in or even to take the job if you really don't want to. I'd like you to... but it's up to you.

Job yes. Moving in.... [he cringed, knowing how important it was to Anthony] Trial period?

Fair enough.

[ Not everyone would enjoy the implications of moving in with a demon after all. ]

It's a deal.

[demon had nothing to do with it and Alec would smack him if he knew that train of thought. As it was though he sighed and allowed himself to slump over and lean against Anthony's shoulder]

Maybe...it won't be that terrible. [it's not much, perhaps, but it's all you're getting]

Cheeky piece

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject