it was calm, until-
"AHH! what the hell is that?!" marcie screams, covering her face with her hands and pointing at ingrid,
startling her from her game. [not a good idea]
"uhm.. my name is ingrid?.." ingrid gave her a dumbfounded look,
signalling her stupidity.
everyone looked over, wondering what was happening.
"woah, woah woah, ingrid, just- just don't move, ok?" chester put up his hands,
slowly walking towards her while all others were walking back.
"what? why? what's wrong?" ingrid asked, furrowing her eyebrows.
"just, don't move, ok?!" he demanded
"woah there chica, don't go all ape-shit on me ass,
yo- wait..
why. is. my. hair. moving." she growled, not bothering to finish her sentence.
"just, don't..- NO stop, don't touch your hair!" wyatt shouted, reaching out,
then bringing his hands to his face, gaping.
it was too late.
she touched her hair.
[and then she died [I kid, I kid.. maybe]
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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...
