"Joooshhh!!!"
It was Molly. Something had definitely bitten each other other and the look on her face did nothing to hide it. She looked worried and panicked.
The last time someone had shouted my name that loud they were pregnant (of course not by me you morons 🙄 and neither was it by the holy spirit) so I had reason to worry. Was Molly paged? I quaked at the thought.
"What's the issue Molly? Did you kill someone?" That's the first question that came to mind. Her voice had scared me and I couldn't find anything else to say (and yeah I know I could have stopped with the first question but come on tension was high and my buruwein doesn't work well under pressure)
" What? Nooo!" That followed by a very scaring glance was enough to make me regret the second question. She gave me that look that the mother used to give us when we were little and started misbehaving when there were visitors around. You know that wait-till-they-leave-and-you'll-see type of look? Yeah that one.
"Then what's up Molly?"
"I am a drunkard!" She said crying.
I couldn't wrap my head around it. A drunkard? Not Molly. But you know how us church people tend to be dramatic. Molly is a fellow person of the cloth. The good book says we're priests so you know now where the name comes from.
"What?"
"Yeah... I took this energy drink and I think I feel like a sinner..."
Now I don't know what you're thinking at this point but I was confused. First, what does 'feel like a sinner' mean? And again energy drink? Are you kidney me? But you know us church pipo. Deputy Jesus' and members of heavenly jury 🙄 We live in utopia. We don't interact with sinners and neither do we indulge their filthy ways. We're angels. And if you ever get in a confrontation with us, well, we'll brand you a devil's agent sent to derail us on our path to paradise.
Anyhus, Molly.
It's her first time to interact with acoho (or so she thought) and she had come to me for condemnation. She had broken the golden commandment and she was now on a path to hell. She needed salvation and someone to lead her back to the Lord.
"Well Molly. There's nothing to worry about. There's no trace of alcohol in this. You're safe my child." I tried to sound like the holier-than-thou brethren though I was almost bursting in laughter at her innocence.
She was relieved but swore never to touch that poisonous drink in the name of an energy drink. If she needed energy she'd take obusuma (obusuma is sushi to my two Russian followers)
I laughed. She laughed and am sure the guy in the clouds laughed too.
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