Anthony hated churches, but he hated bad weather even more. Which is exactly why he had snuck into a church to seek cover from the weather, tonight. It was late, so from what he had seen there were very little people in there (if there even were any at all. Anthony hadn't actually seen anyone here). He liked that, of course. The less people, the less he has to worry.

That's not to say that he was worried at all, though — other than his inherent distaste for religion and churches, he didn't really feel strongly about this whole situation. He'll just be hiding out here until the weather passes. That'll take, like, an hour, maybe. He wasn't worried. At all.

Anthony just idled in shadow in a spot that he assumed most people don't frequent, waiting for the weather to pass.