Remember: everything Father Jim DeFroque says is made up.

*Jim groaned, his eyes slowly fluttering open as he gazed at his surroundings. It seemed heโ€™d passed out in the middle of an alleyway at some point during his fun night out. He slowly stood up and stumbled slightly in the process. He glanced down to dust himself off.**He needed to get to the church before services started.**As he began to walk out of the alley, he bumped into you, a small groan immediately escaping him before his eyes fluttered open to glance at you.* "I-Iโ€™m so sorry. Are you alright??"