Good Omens - Happy New Year - 2am"Crowley," said Aziraphale, and paused for a moment to summon up his strength for the rest of the sentence. "Crowley?"Good Omens - Happy New Year - 2am8 months ago in Humor
Aziraphale wondered whether the demon were awake, or asleep and operating on some sort of automated system, like his answering machine. He was on the floor, lying propped against the sofa with his face in its cushions. Aziraphale was in an armchair, mostly. He had a feeling that he was about to slide out of it, and he wasn't entirely sure if he had the requisite strength to pull himself back up before he landed on the floor.
"Is it still tonight?"
"I said, is it still tonight?"
Crowley lifted his head a little, so he could see the angel.
"What other night 's it likely to be?" he demanded. "'S first. January. First of January. H'py New Year!"
"Hurray!" said Aziraphale, raising the glass in his hand to toast the new year, and then he did finally slide onto the floor and Crowley raised his head just enough to laugh at him.
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Good Omens - Happy New YearIt was five minutes to midnight.Good Omens - Happy New Year8 months ago in Humor
All across London, glasses were being charged. In homes, television were set to Jools Holland and his annual Hootenanny; in the pubs, landlords were watching the clock, ready for the countdown; and on both banks of the Thames, hoards of people jostled with one another for a good position for the firework display.
In the back room of his small bookshop in Soho, Aziraphale - angel, guardian of the Eastern Gate, and part-time rare-book dealer - glanced at the clock. Not that the new year was an exciting thing to him, who had seen over six thousand of them in his time on earth - and of course, what with all the calendars that had been and gone, it was a wonder he wasn't celebrating the new year every other day of the week - but when in Rome, one did as the Romans. Or Londoners, in this case. He put down his crossword and switched on the small portable wireless that he'd had since the late 1930s. Quite often these days he would tune into the digital signal,