The Perk, Sunday Afternoon

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After seeing Wilson off at the edge of the park, Aziraphale walked down to the Perk and found himself a quiet table in the corner. With a cup of apple spice tea at hand, he spread a couple of books and a handful of papers out on the table and commenced to working on his class syllabus for next term.

[ooc: Open for all your Perky needs, or stop and chat with Aziraphale. Possible AFK mid-afternoon EST.]