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Fair Fail
After mass, Sister Lina would usually cook herself a meal change into her evening attire, and sing to herself before going to bed. This was usually the highlight of Will's day, not the changing clothes part mind you, but the singing. It would always calm him, and it was the one thing Will adamantly meant had held his sanity intact due to isolation. However this evening was different.
Will was getting himself ready to prepare his evening meal at the same time as Sister Lina usually did, however he heard a loud knocking on the church entrance. He ran towards the side of his house that coincided with the entrance to the church, and listened carefully. He heard a pair of feet shuffling, and also smelled strong alcohol. Will got a worried look on his face, but decided to leave it be. He heard Sister Lina opening the door and greeting the stranger, it was apparently a man. He was slurring his speech, but seemed cheerful. Will started filling a plate he had 'found' wit
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