[i]Summer 1, Early in the morning[/i]

God he hated this job, especially on holidays. Barely getting up he started his day. First he went for a run around the village then he started doing push ups, sit ups, used weights doing sets stimulating different muscles and after 2 hours he hit the showers. Then he made a mighty breakfast with his special brand of spicy sausages, 3 scrambled flavored up with his own special mix of spices , fresh bread, tomato, cucumber, cheese, pepper and started his prayers:[color=708090]"God, I hope I get out of this dump soon. Damn my father for putting me here. I only have You to count on. Amen."[/color]-he finished and started eating his food. Getting up he got dressed in his usual black robes and put on his clerical collar. He than sat on the table after cleaning it, got out his latest custom vaping kit and started cleaning the parts separately, looking for any leakage. Refilling it then putting the places back together, everything setting being [i]just right[/i] he inhaled deeply and left out of the door.

[i]Summer 1, 12:00PM[/i]

[color=708090]"Good morning George"[/color]- he greeted a man carrying and opening crates, starting to prepare his stand.
[color=f26522]"Morning to you too, father. You're up early today ain't ya father?"[/color]- he asked the bishop.
[color=708090]"Here's a true story George. Every morning God sneaks up to me bed, gets close to my ear and yells *WAKE UP UR LAZY ARSE SON, YOU GOT PEOPLE TO PREACH*"[/color]
[color=f26522]"Hahaha, isn't that your father?"[/color]
[color=708090]"With how self righteous and stuck up he is, I wouldn't put it past him to think himself as God. Coming today for sermon George?"[/color]
[color=f26522]"Sure. I was about to take a break anyway. Confession after?"[/color]
[color=708090]"My ears are open, heart forgiving and glass full of wine."[/color]
[color=f26522]"I'll finish these crates then join ya over."[/color]
And with that he continued to the church. He greeted all his neighbors along the way informing them of the sermon. It usually lasted 10-15 minutes with him. If only his father saw him now. That old bastard preached for at least 80 minutes in a simple Tuesday. You see, many people attended the church daily so there was never a lack of ears to preach at.
Taking his vaping kit out he inhaled deeply just when he was passing by a girl sitting on the shade of a tree, reading a book. He recognized the girl. Her name was...Rauha if he wasn't mistaken. He took notice of her attending the church and she worked at the library. He always had a fantasy about librarians and the fact that there weren't many bangable chicks in this village to begin with.
"A pleasant morning today isn't it?"-he addressed the girl loud enough so she could hear.[@Rekaigan]