Hi, a little fun fact about me, I play trumpet, so now Enid plays trumpet because I said so
Also there's a lot of swearing
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As Wednesday drew closer to her dorm she could hear a tune, stopping in front of the door she realises that tune is coming from inside of her dorm, either there's some strange Jazz musician in there or Enid forgot to tell her that she played trumpet, whoever it is messages up and yells something, Wednesday opens the door
"Little... Bitch..."
There's Enid standing in the middle of the room with a stand in front of her and a trumpet in her hand, she scribbles something on the music in front of her
"F sharp... Okay"
Enid obviously hasn't spotted Wednesday yet when she starts playing again, it's rather impressive, but she messes up again
"Mother- AHH! Wednesday!"
She turns to the door, surprised, Wednesday fully steps in
"You play the trumpet?"
"And you don't? Loser"
"..."
"I'm sorry please don't hurt me"
Wednesday walks up to her and looks at the music, she mumbles the rhythm under her breath
"How are you getting it so spot on?"
Enid asks, Wednesday doesn't reply, she keeps on reading the music
"Play from 38"
Enid looks at her, then the music
"Uh- okay?"
She starts playing, Wednesday puts a hand up to stop her
"Wrong rhythm"
"Yeah I don't... Understand that one"
"How are you counting the time?"
"... One two three four?"
Wednesday gives Enid a disappointed look
"... Why?"
"Because that's how you do it!"
Wednesday sighs and points to the notes
"what's that?"
"... B?"
"No-"
"Ooohh! It's a... A er.."
"... How do you not know this?"
"It's a quaver!... A quaver"
"Good, now play from 38"
Enid puts the trumpet up to her lips, she can feel Wednesday watching her closely, it's a little scary, she starts to play, tapping her foot, Wednesday stops her again
"How are you counting it?"
"One two three four-"
"No you're not, play again"
"From the same-"
"Did I say a different spot? Play"
Enid doesn't know if Wednesday's genuinely trying to be helpful or is just sick of hearing her play it wrong but she feels grateful none the less, she puts the trumpet against her lips again and starts playing this time Wednesday starts counting out loud
"One-e-and-a two-e-and-a"
Wow this is actually helping sorta maybe kinda, Enid finishes the piece with only a few errors, every time Enid messed up she would yell and then continue playing, every time she yelled Wednesday would put a hand on her back, sorta to tell her "hey it's okay to mess up buddy" and also to tell her "Just finish the fucking piece so I can go to bed" Enid was grateful, when she stopped playing her face was red and her lips felt like deflated balloons
"Oh god... I'm never gonna play this again"
Wednesday's already walked off, she's finished with her helping
"Hey, thanks Wednesday"
"Don't mention it... Seriously, don't tell anyone"
Enid giggles and starts packing up her stuff
"But if you need any help... I guess I could lend some assistance"
Enid looks up from locking her case and smiles, Wednesday looks away
"I'm going to sleep now"
"Happy dreams!"
"Don't say that, it may come true"
What a strange girl
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I'm a little obsessed with touch starved Wednesday at the moment so like yeah and stuff
If you have any ideas please tell me, my brain is goop
