"why'd you ask me to meet you then?" i asked,
furrowing my eyebrows as she focused on her work,
notebook sitting in her lap as she wrote down the group of elements we were discussing.
i thought she wasn't going to respond so I got to work, myself.
well, work at writing her a note.
you can't really be fine after that.
-chuck.
{notes}
YOU ARE READING
Gap and Chuck ✓
Short StoryHe was fascinated with the way she whistled through her gap. She was fascinated with those blue chucks that matched her eyes. Eventually they became fascinated with each other. [flip flops point of view] © 2014 flawed-
