[ Even if he opened it with a miracle, Hua Cheng is going to not judge too hard. He knows the guy's a demon, and he himself is a ghost. So, things are not gonna be baseline human, and that's okay. ]
Nice place.
[ He doesn't know what Crowley's design and Aziraphale's design is like, but something about the books and teacups just screams of a coziness that Hua Cheng assumes is Crowley's husband.
He places the cake on the table, and then lifts up the cloche that it's under. Somehow, none of his decorations dare to have melted or broken. ]
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[ Even if he opened it with a miracle, Hua Cheng is going to not judge too hard. He knows the guy's a demon, and he himself is a ghost. So, things are not gonna be baseline human, and that's okay. ]
Nice place.
[ He doesn't know what Crowley's design and Aziraphale's design is like, but something about the books and teacups just screams of a coziness that Hua Cheng assumes is Crowley's husband.
He places the cake on the table, and then lifts up the cloche that it's under. Somehow, none of his decorations dare to have melted or broken. ]