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Walking out of your advising appointment, you couldn’t help but feel frustrated. Apparently you needed some extra credit volunteer work that no one told you about until now, nearly three years into your college career. But unfortunately you can’t even argue with them because you’re an out of state student relying on a scholarship. Walking out of the building and onto the main street you sigh. You were told you can’t volunteer with anything related to your major, so anything theatre related is a no go for some fucking reason. Maybe when you get to your dorm you can look online for any businesses or organizations with volunteer work. Coming up with some basic plan, you pull out your phone to text your roommate, Maya, that you’re on the way back.
The sun was annoyingly warm today, blazing down on your face. Your clothes absorbing the heat from the sun, luckily your dorm was only a short walk away and the trees lining the street offered shade every few seconds. Wind blowing through the leaves makes it all slightly more bearable.
Reaching your building, the air conditioning was a welcome difference from the outside. Recently, whoever managed the building finally decided that it was getting warm enough outside that blasting hot air wasn’t such a good idea anymore. Or maybe they just got it fixed for the 3rd time this month.
Entering the elevator and pressing the button to the 4th floor, you lean against the back wall, bowing your head in exhaustion. It hadn’t necessarily been a taxing day, but just the buildup of stress over the past few weeks was enough to feel it for a lifetime. At least it was a Friday, meaning you had nowhere to go for the next two days. While hoping for your professor to cancel class on Monday, a ding alerted you to the arrival of your floor. Mustering up your strength to make it just a few more feet, you raise your head with a deep inhale and stepped out.
Opening the door slightly, you peek your head in to check if your roommate was home. As much as you liked your roommate, sometimes her high energy is a bit too much to match all the time. Luckily Maya understands and seems to sense whenever you need some time alone. Walking in you set your backpack down as you feel a buzz in your pocket. Maya texted back
> Staying at Vivian’s tonight <3 Catch up to you after the weekend probably! (Don’t tell the RA’s)
You roll your eyes and smile, shooting back a quick “np” and “stay safe” before pulling your laptop out. Opening your browser, you search for open intern positions and whatever volunteer work you can find.
Nothing catches your eye for quite some time, until one listing piques your interest. At first you thought it was nothing, actually you didn’t even want to give it a second glance after spotting the word “Clergy” in the name. But, the brief description made you pause your scrolling. A church (could you even call it a church?) that worshiped Satan, Ye olde Lucifer Morningstar himself. Your interactions with Christians and the like never really ended well, sure there were some good ones, but that’s never made you extremely friendly with them. Satanists, on the other hand, while you don’t meet many of them face to face, they’re always rather… pleasant.
You weighed your options, nothing else looked good, asking for too much, with more experience for no pay. But “The Clergy” was offering experience, the chance to shadow a few members and just learn. That’s certainly a better deal than you were expecting.
After hesitating for a few minutes, you decide to click the link to their website to at least email them and ask if the position was still available. Messing around with the wording a bit, you eventually land on a good semi-formal paragraph explaining your situation and send it on its way. Deciding that’s good enough for the day, you close your laptop, yawn, and head off to scrounge up some food.
Somewhere within the halls of the Ministry, an email notification bounces off the stone and marble walls. Neatly manicured nails tap against the keyboard and mouse, finding a new email in the inbox. She smiles, replying with a meeting time for tomorrow and a “Welcome to The Clergy” before signing off for the night.