Date: 2019-08-07 11:32 am (UTC)
salutosinedelectat: (82)
Aziraphale blinks at him, entirely too confused, before he looks towards the dancefloor, and back at Crowley. The realization hits him, and he's quick to say - " Oh, no."

There was a time and place he would have danced, certainly. And maybe some specific kinds of dances in very specific scenarios even now. But this? Oh, this is...oh, lord.
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