#sacrament

ok guys... who wants to meet up at the Witch's Sacrament??

nihil being away finishing a semester in seminary while sister imperator trudges around the church entirely bored and with a stomach of butterflies. he’s away and she thought it would make her feel better, that she didn’t have to worry about her sweating and shaking palms or the ugly red rash that bleeds bright against her cheeks when he laughs a little too loud near her. but no, she misses him. sister didn’t even think that was possible but despite all odds, the memory of his voice follows her and echoes through her mind as she flips through a bible that she’s trying desperately to believe in. she had already told him she doesn’t want things to change, that she’s not interested in whatever he intends to offer her and she’s well off on her own- the way she’s always been. but then sister has nowhere else to wander to other than his bedroom that has dusted over from the year he’s been away. she plucks through his things and goes through all of his private belongings searching for a sign that might prove her shut-in self right for pushing him away, that reminds her of the evil that surrounds her and the men that have hurt her too many times to count. but she doesn’t. he’s just stupid nihil and nowhere in his mess of dirty clothes and old magazines (of the racy kind and of the musical kind of course) is anything that suggests that he wants to lock her up on a basement and torture her forever. booooooo. now she’s stuck here with her stupid crush knowing that he was serious about wanting her just for her when she’s already told him that it would never happen. thank god nihil takes everything she says with a grain of salt.