“𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨.” he smiles, wide. shy. truth was, the priest was high as a damn kite. his service had ended not long ago, still with vestments on. “what brings you to my humble church?” humble? please. the things that go on behind these walls are more than unholy. his faith in humanity gone, though... not his faith in god. he couldn’t help but to be himself. despite the immense self doubt & doubt in general. frankly disgusted by the men & women in his congregation. listening to confession after confession. “if i can help in any way, please let me know.”
@upheeval / / asked for a random muse. meet, father duke. (for anyone you want 😈)













