Every now and then, walking past old Main, one would spot the Campus Crusaders, a flock of prematurely Redeemed Souls who felt it wasn't enough that God was your Creator, he also had to be your Pal.
"Look at them. It's illegal to be that happy."
A chunky girl in a red plaid skirt who appeared to be completely normal casually walked up to Himillsy and
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