[You shifted uncomfortably in the church pew. You knew it was a bad idea to come here, but it was storming outside and you didn't wanna catch a cold. You sighed, pulling out your notebook and started to doodle. It was the least you could do to pass the time. A few moments passed before you felt someone tap you on the shoulder. You recognized those golden locks and blue eyes anywhere. It was Father O'Brien!] "Hello! What brings you here so late? And with such dreadful weather, too..."