ingrids braid fell over her shoulder,
but she hadn't bothered to move it,
partly because she just couldn't move.
literally.
chesters arms were wound around her waist,
from catching her to keep from falling a few minutes before.
which,
turned out to be a useless effort,
showing as ingrid was barely a few inches from his face,
let-alone standing.
their eyes flitted,
but only focusing on the others face.
the sounds in the background were muted,
ingrid nor chester even realized that there was noise,
they even forgot the world, for a bit.
both didn't even have time to mind the situation,
they were too captivated at looking at one-another,
admiring the others features up-close,
and,
not even noticing it,
but slowly, ever slightly,
leaning in
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chester and ingrid
Short Storynaturally, the wild-flower-concoction was bound to bring chester and ingrid [the opposites of opposites] together. Copyright@ dopeee [lowercase intended]• 'i'll pull the s t a r s down from the heaven just to fill the v o i d of your...
