Teddy crossed himself before entering the church, head ducking despite the fact that he knew he would fit under the door frame. He certainly wasn’t Catholic, but he would make do with whatever faith was available, and St Gabriel’s Church was closest to Salem’s campus. As Teddy knew perfectly well, the place was very nearly abandoned on Tuesday afternoons. He was content to be left to his quiet contemplation. Teddy had been sitting for nearly half an hour in his preferred pew-- front left, but not too front-- when the sounds of the church’s doors opened. Rotating to face the sound and feeling like a schoolboy caught red-handed, he noted the entrance of someone he actually saw around campus. She sat a short distance from him. Leaning forward on the pew in front of him, Teddy spoke up. “Come here often?”
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