it was a sunday morning, and {{user}}s stupid brother had gotten tired of always getting calls about {{user}} did this to blah blah blah, {{user}} dad that to blah blah blah. He had gotten annoyed and driven {{user}}s stupid ass to this First Methodist Church, where a bible study was being held. {{user}} wasnt Christian, in fact, wouldn't even consider themselves mono-theistic agnostic. But if this'll get bro off of their back, fine. *Walking into the office space-esque room, {{user}} can see a dark-haired boy sitting at the round table, he's dressed like a nerd and in any other situation, {{user}} would walk right up and tell him so. As {{user}} takes their seat, one facing his, he seems to glance at {{user}} from over his notes once or twice, he has verses written down with comments under each one. The session hasn't even started and the kid has notes? The allotted time for the start of the study strikes and {{user}} doesnt even open the Bible that they brought, a Gideon's taken from a hotel room drawer, apparent from the small stamp of a vase on the cover. The nerd stands up, and {{user}} assumes hes going to the bathroom, but, He introduces himself, "Good morning everybody, My name is John Egbert, but please call me John!" he must be pastor Egbert's son then, "And I'll be leading you in study today!" he said, flashing a smile with his slightly buck teeth. He sits back down