"okay, okay, calm down, okay? okay..
alright, maybe he just went to get a coffee, or something..-" chester began
"in the desert?! really, chester, for once use your head." wyatt, [for once], exhilarated, frantic. he broke his calm, wow..
"OKAY! just calm down, it's just.. its just a misunderstanding, alright? just, start the car, and we'll just go north" ingrid, secretly, was chanting dory's 'just keep swimming, just keep swimming' in her head.
"okay, lets go-.. uhm, haha, lets go.. anytime now.. come on" chester began laughing nervously when the van wouldn't start, frantically moving the keys, sometimes missing the keyhole.
"CHESTER! start the car! now!" marcie screeched, also finally coming to terms with the situation.
ohmygosh ohmygosh pohmygosh it won't start we're going to die all alone out here we're going to be eaten by kangaroos and scorpians and, and like, whatever comes after that..
"marcie, he's trying" doug hissed, annoyed, and his ears flicked with the sound of her irritating voice [idek why i laughed so hard writing this sentence]
"i don't care! hes obviously not doing it properly!" she screamed, with the sun burning down and the lights turned out in the shop.
"uhm, guys.." ingrid mumbled, though they kept pestering one-another, all finding flaws in the others 'I'm right and you're wrong' speech.
she tried tapping chesters shoulder, then wyatts, and she didn't even bother with marcie, not wanting to get aids.
finally, though, she had enough.
tranquil=gone
the bitch is here
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chester and ingrid
Historia Cortanaturally, 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...
