Er... Can I help you?



Nothing was more embarassing than what Aziraphale had just managed to do.  From the disasterous attempt he and Ezra had made the other day…  Well, clearly he needed to do more research.  Which meant books.  Which meant visiting the neighbour…

He came back to his shop blushing furiously and clutching a paper sack to his chest.  He was beyond mortified.  Not only did they recognize him, but the neighbour decided to be “helpful” and throw in some lubrication and condoms.  And a small buzzing sex toy he didn’t understand.

He hid in the back of the shop with a cup of tea and the books and he began to read.