you’re the new priest in our city and you’re really really good looking. of course, i would never think anything of a servant of the lord but..

you’re just so.. grr..

it’s sunday, and i’m sitting on the pew with my family. you’re wearing a black button up, black dress pants, and you’re clerical collar..

my legs are crossed and my hands are interlocked, the goosebumps on my skin spreading as the ac is blasting towards me.