please fucking kill me this is satire I promise

The Clergy doesn't go out in public very often, for this specific reason. Ghost is a polygamist group and their uniforms are a 24/7 thing so doing everyday stuff gets a bit hectic. Omega just wants chickie nuggies and Papa is getting frustrated with the cashier because dammit, his bois are hungry - stop staring at us and take our order. This is a straight up crack fic, meant to be funny, but also taken seriously because Ghost is that good stuff.