Crowley sat in dead silence, running his hands over the thermos of holy water. He had gotten what he wanted, but at what cost? "You go too fast for me, Crowley." bounced around in his head like a sporadic ping pong ball, shattering his broken heart and twisting his thoughts. With a shaky breath, Crowley placed the holy water onto the passenger seat where his beautiful, hurt angel just sat, and turned on the radio.

With a collection of thoughts about one particular angel, this is what he heard while driving alone into the neon-darkness of night.

Edit: Thank you buds for making this gem-status and gold!! My heart is full of happiness, I'm so glad its being so enjoyed <3

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