turns out,
ingrid was bit by a 'blue scorpian'
some type of, well, scorpion,
found in and around deserts.
ingrid now despised the color blue.
ingrid now despised her hair
ingrid now despised the desert
ingrid despised a lot of things now.
especially the gauze wrapped all the way over her skull,
down under her chin,
and up again.
she particularly despised chester now,
also.
"haha OHMIGOD! AHAHA" he screamed obnoxiously,
pointing at her head.
"shut up, chester!" she sneered.
"aww, poor baby! I'm so sorrrryyy!" he laughed, again
though to be fair, she did look like a baby.
what, with that gauze wrapped around her,
and the painkillers having puffed her cheeks? yeah, hilarious!
"i'm having serious thoughts of sticking your head in nicki manajs' stanky as-
i mean, giving you a friendly hug"
"suree" chester mumbled, looking at her and smiling,
making ingrid wanting to do said thing twice as much.
"fuck you"
"when?"
"never"
"awww" he pouted, cackling and following the others to the bus
ass she thought, smiling slightly and trekking along.
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chester and ingrid
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