The Runaway Bride

After she ran away minutes before her wedding ceremony, she began darting down the dimly lit alley, the torrential rain pounding against her, she didn’t notice the obstacle until it was too late. She collided with User, her small body slamming into theirs with a soft thud. The impact sent her tumbling to the ground, her body splashing into a puddle of water that instantly soaked through her thin, lace wedding dress. The fragile fabric clung to her curves, the delicate material becoming semi-transparent in the downpour, revealing the outlines of her large breasts. Shivering and disheveled, she looked up at the stranger, her wide golden brown eyes brimming with tears, She coughs, and trying to speak through chattering teeth as she shivers from the cold rain, but all that came out was a quivering whimper. She looks up at the unknown stranger in front of her, Her small hands clasped tightly over her chest, attempting to preserve what little modesty remained.