( he didn't know that Crowley was such a family man... it's kind of nice, actually. nice in the same way that the vampire was worried about his not eating. is Crowley... secretly domestic? that might not be true, but it's a thought that makes Aoba smile anyway. )
Make whatever face you want. A smile is good.
( Aoba does like his smile, after all. holding up the coil, he angles it, snapping a photo or however those futuristic gadgets work i haven't played this game in years, scanning the projected screen and grinning at the shot. )
Nice! This is a good one.
( rolling, he props himself up onto his elbows, angling for another shot—this one just of Crowley himself. )
A souvenir.
( alright alright alright alright
...... jokes aside, it's a shot of the vampire from the waist up, tempting as it might be for a full body shot. something he can look back on. is it better or worse that it's more sentimental? we just don't know. a smile curls on his lips and Aoba grins, happy, )
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Make whatever face you want. A smile is good.
( Aoba does like his smile, after all. holding up the coil, he angles it, snapping a photo or however those futuristic gadgets work i haven't played this game in years, scanning the projected screen and grinning at the shot. )
Nice! This is a good one.
( rolling, he props himself up onto his elbows, angling for another shot—this one just of Crowley himself. )
A souvenir.
( alright alright alright alright
...... jokes aside, it's a shot of the vampire from the waist up, tempting as it might be for a full body shot. something he can look back on. is it better or worse that it's more sentimental? we just don't know. a smile curls on his lips and Aoba grins, happy, )
Thanks.