#gomens fic rambles

[shades-o-grey]

' Rain '

Excerpts from a Fic Not Yet Written. [01]

by- ' Shades O' Grey '

- It was a Nice Day

Or it might've been. Lately, it was difficult for Crowley to tell.

It was a day-

   Clement, with a slight breeze. The sun making intermittent appearances from behind clouds grey enough to suggest the possibility of a shower at any moment. It is England, after all.  Sudden rain is always possible.

For Crowley, the chances of an unexpected drenching increased significantly. Depending on his state of mind.

While for humans, It's often the case that the weather holds an influence over their moods. For a demon, or more specifically for Crowley, it's the opposite. He has this habit of letting his moods affect the weather. A mental spiral too deep, and even the most pleasant day could suddenly turn. [and that's putting things mildly]

Presently, Crowley has managed to spare the rest of the Country from his "tempestuous mood swings" [Previously? Nothing but monsoons for three months in a row]. However, He could still expect a good drenching for himself and anyone unfortunate to be within a five-mile radius,

Well, at least he's managed to stop it from happening indoors.

He didn't mind rain before.

-Had fond memories of rain. He still complained obviously. He never liked getting wet and soggy, cold and damp. Who does? But Crowley always complains about the things he secretly fancies, often complaining about them more than the things he truly despises. [He could even go so far as to defend things he dislikes, provided doing so leads to an entertaining argument].