jess x rachel (ressel)
cell au
pls be kind
It was hard to not find chaos appealing. Jess tapped impatiently at the frame of the door, her boots grazing the plain between the softness of grass and the plastic tiles of the convenience store.
The tempting swirl of destruction was hard to resist
A bell chimed with a reserved tool as the door turned open. The voice of a man to her left sounded a greeting, sound muffled by the plastic shield which hung between Jess’ eyes and the sheen of a metal cash register.
Hands constantly grasp and eyes will always look upwards higher and higher
Jess roamed through the small selection of isles, a lone body in the vacuum of this obsolete station. She couldn’t help but touch the hat on the top shelf, what else could she do?
“Hey miss, have you heard of frame shift replacement?”
Jess breathed a sigh. She disconnected from the hat and looked towards the employee, blurred
that was the end of ch1 thankyou ^-^
