ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- 001❝ sorry, it was a pretty butterfly ❞
INDIGO RIA FLAIRNE was never the best when it came to sense of direction, as a kid she'd always get lost. when her friends were 12 they'd know their geography and whatnot, but indi on the other hand, had sucked. indigo had obviously gotten better at knowing the way to her destination as she was now 18, the only things that really got her lost was distractions.
she had just moved to boston, there wasnt really a settled opinion on it as she just moved 3 hours ago, leaving her 'elder brother' to do all the work as she bought food; being the fatass she is.
her mom was way to young to raise a kid but she didnt want to have an abortion, she felt that indigo would grow up as something amazing. she wanted indi to have the best life, so she went throught the pain and gave birth. once inds and her mother was out of hospital she put her child in a basket, going to a random persons door and knocking. a small paper was left over indigos soft pink blanket that read 'indigo ria flairne'.
thats how she got an elder brother, andy jones, who loves her more than ever, one she was so grateful for.
audio call:
"andy, i promise i wont get lost"
"i dont trust you purple."
"tough because im like half-way there"
"fuck you, be safe."
"yea yea, bye" indigo hangs up and proceeds to press play on her playlist
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the weather wasnt amazing but wasnt bad, the wind blew the perfect amount, her natural long lashes fluttered as something caught her eye.
it was beautiful, indie loved butterflys, even though she told her older brother she wouldnt get lost, the girl couldnt hold back.
she followed the beautiful white butterfly that lead her into the car park outside of cvs but also didnt notice the beautiful boy she bumped into
"oh! sorry i didnt mean to" she could drown in those blue eyes and never want to get out
"oh no dont worry about it, its okay!" its as if he froze, well he did, but thats beside the point. the brunette boy's eyes were shaped as hearts.
❝sorry, it was a pretty butterfly❞ a pretty boy too
"a pretty girl too" she felt as if she was floating, as if vecna got her. her cheeks and tip of her ears were tinted red as she smiles up to the boy
"whats your name?"
"indigo"
"no last name?" he jokes
"indigo ria flairne" ind laughs
"chris lets go! what are you doi- ohh"
a boy who looked the same byt has shorter hair called out"well i gotta go, bye ria! "
"bye" indi almost choked on her words
he walked up infront of her and thats when indigo got back to reality, she was lost. just great.
"shit" she mumbles as the boy caught her attention
"you alright?"
"yes its just that um.. i told my brother i wouldnt get lost but the butterfly distracted me so now i am lost because i just moved here and this is really embarrassing as im 18 years old" indie rambles
"ill show u the way back to cvs" he offers
"thankyou"
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"so do you have an insta?
"oh yea, its '@/indiflair'"
he hums in response
"so uh, since you know my full name, whats yours?"
"christopher owen sturniolo"
"so, youre a twin?" she tried starting small talk with the boy
"triplet" he states
"holy shit, really?" she says, fascinated
"yea, im suprised they didnt start yelling at me for keeping them up."
"oh"
"no its fine! if they knew why they really wouldnt care" seeing the blonde girls expression change
"ah okay, so if u said triplets then where was the other?"
"oh, matt? hes was prolly in the car. matts the only out that can drive out of the three of us"
"getting my liscense was probably the best thing ever"
"whys that?" chris asks
"its the second best way to clear my mind, really theraputic, and great because im an overhthinker"
"whats the first?"
"walks. wait no, walks are second because i cant really blast music. and im safer in the car"
"yea i get that, anyway, do you know ur way back from cvs?"
"yea, i do. thanks owen"
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yay 1st part finished and tbh
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Fanficindigo ria flairne follows a white butterfly but soon finds herself standing infront of a beautiful, brunette haired boy. christopher owen sturniolo ;ongoing NO SMUT