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The Perk - Friday [12/1]
As Aziraphale was up at the school for a bit with his class and pagent work, Wilson packed up some catalouges and a notepad and headed for the Perk for some tea and some plotting.
He had gifts to research and get purchased. Wilson figured that after next Tuesday, when Phale left he'dfill use the quiet hours to get all his holiday shopping done. It was getting closer the hour in which his lover would leave him again and he had no idea where or when Aziraphale would return.
Sighing softly, Wilson put a smile on his face for the employee behind the counter and ordered a whole pot of mint tea, which he then carried over to a little nook by the window. Settling down in a comfortable chair, he poured himself a cup of tea and settled back to start flipping through the first catalogue.
[ooc: Perk is of course open for all your caffinated needs. Feel free to poke at Wilson if you wish!]
He had gifts to research and get purchased. Wilson figured that after next Tuesday, when Phale left he'd
Sighing softly, Wilson put a smile on his face for the employee behind the counter and ordered a whole pot of mint tea, which he then carried over to a little nook by the window. Settling down in a comfortable chair, he poured himself a cup of tea and settled back to start flipping through the first catalogue.
[ooc: Perk is of course open for all your caffinated needs. Feel free to poke at Wilson if you wish!]

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"Hullo, love," he said softly. "Putting together a list for me for tomorrow, I hope?"
[ooc: May be flakey and unreliable, as I am currently freaking out over moving arrangements.]
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"Hey there, lover mine." Wilson then had the grace to blush as he looked down at his list and sort of hid it. "Actually, I was making a list of things I want to get for you and the rest of our motley little family."
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Making a point of closing his eyes, he leaned over and kissed Wilson's cheek, then straightened and gave the man a teasing wink.
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"I think we've got a lot of what we need already in but if you could pick up some fresh pine roping to hang around the doorways and maybe some pretty red ribbons and some more candles, we need more candles."
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Which of course wasn't really true, he was fully aware that they had a tendency to burn candles anytime it was dark outside, and often to leave them burning well into the night.
"And mistletoe, of course. I'll have to pick up some of that as well." He gave Wilson a teasingly significant look, over the brim of his teacup.
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“How are things going for the pageant? Are you going to give me any hints of what to expect, since I’ll sort of be standing in for you?”
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The angel's eyes were bright with pleasure at the thought of the upcoming performance. "Miss Longstocking wondered if you might like to borrow her video camera to record the pageant. I told her I thought you might, and that I would ask you this afternoon."
There was a definite expression of 'pleeeeease' in Aziraphale's smile.
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"Please." He said. "How are you doing, Blair?"
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"Know I was gay?" Sitting back, Wilson exhaled softly. He didn't think Blair was asking just on a lark or a whim and so, after a bit of thought, he shifted in the chair and nibbled his lower lip pensively.
"Well, that's a bit of a difficult question to answer, Blair because I wouldn't necessarily label myself as gay. So there really wasn't a moment when I realized or knew that I was."
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"Good afternoon, Jim." He said as the young man approached.
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"What can I help you with?"
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"What's wrong with Lana?"
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Why not make it better with a mochacchino!
"One grande, please."
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She stands quietly, waiting to be noticed.
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