half-hearted saints // sunrise & hank [brunch blitz]

Hank Buckley

Father, guide me today. Help me spread Your word. Guide me, my Lord. For without You I am nothing, but with You, I have all that I need. Give me the courage and strength to keep myself strong as I journey through whatever is placed before me.

A brunch meet and greet. While it all sounds good on paper, it doesn't seem like it's going to be something fun. Of course, he didn't have to come. Volunteering was his own choice, yet he felt the tug at his heart, the calling from the One above, and now, Hank has to move forward without any fear which isn't easy. When Ripred placed him on this path, he swore with his life that he would follow His will without any sort of question, but it becomes harder especially now that the worst possible scenario is death unless he somehow manages to win.

He takes a seat at the table after grabbing a mimosa. Names are hard, and even if Hank wanted to remember someone's face, he wouldn't be very good at it. Why remember anyone here? Why learn the names of those who must perish?

"Hi, Sunrise, I'm Hank." He holds shakes the hand of his friend who will soon be the enemy, yet he puts a smile on his face. "I volunteered because Ripred called me to do so. I felt the tug on my heart, and I knew I must oblige." Some may never understand, and that's completely okay. I don't expect them too. "Some may think it's stupid to volunteer for something like this, and usually I would agree, but I guess there's double standards for almost everything."

Maybe I am the foolish one, but I trust Ripred will guide me as much as possible.

"Would you have ever volunteered?"