𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 4

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Later that evening, Wednesday decided to blow off some steam of not being able to escape by playing her cello

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Later that evening, Wednesday decided to blow off some steam of not being able to escape by playing her cello.

"What are you going to play?" I ask intrigued

"Paint it black, by the rolling stones" Wednesday replies as she picks up her cello and takes it out onto the balcony.

"Do you mind if I join you?" I ask with a grin holding up my violin as she nods.

We both set up our stands of music as Wednesday settles in the chair as I stand next to her with my violin resting under my chin before we begin to play.

The both of us completely in our own world, the only sound we can hear is the music we are playing as everything else drowns out around us, both unaware that almost the whole school can hear us playing.

"No, I don't really feel better" Wednesday says with a sigh after we finish playing

"Well, I certainly do. I haven't been able to play my violin with anyone in ages" I say happily

"There's something wrong about this place and not just because it's a school" Wednesday says

"I too have gotten the feeling that there is more to the school than we understand, something sinister lurks in the shadows but what I cannot say as of yet" I reply as we hear the door to our room open and Enid walks in.

"How the hell did you get that cello out of the window?" She asks in shock

"I had an extra hand" Wednesday replies as I take time to fully take in the fact there is a hand on her music stand which I hadn't noticed until now, the hand waves at me causing me to wave back.

"Where's the rest of him?" Enid asks

"It's one of the great Addams family mysteries" Wednesday replies as we hear howling in the distance

"Why aren't you with them Enid?" I ask confused

"Because I can't" Enid replies as she extends her nails into claws

"That's all i've got, my mom says some wolves are late bloomers, they say there's a chance I may never...you know" Enid says sadly

"What happens then?" Wednesday asks

"I'd become a lone wolf" Enid replies

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