𝖒𝖎𝖉𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 // 𝐱𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐞

𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 // 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝

midnight begins to arrange her side of the room, listening to a cassette as she does so. yoko had disappeared, offering midnight the freedom to do everything she needed. the girl unpacked all her furniture, her record player, her art supplies, and most importantly, her beloved electric bass.

midnight had never been very involved in the world around her, but music always piqued the girls interest. once she found the correct genres, all things music became the girls favorite pass time. aside from violence, of course.

soon enough yoko returns, looking at midnight for a moment. "i like the style, addams. compliments my vibe well" yoko states, examining her furniture and the few pieces of decor that had been unpacked. "lucky me. heaven forbid i displease the vampire" midnight says, the monotone nature of her voice making the statement much more aggressive than intended.

moments later the door swings open, a voice filling the room. "good evening, girls. oh, sorry about the mud. i wanted to make sure midnight is settling in" the woman says, a warm-spirited red-head with muddy red boots. "is this a bad time?" she adds with a chuckle. always.

"i'm ms. thornhill, your dorm mom. apologies i missed your arrival, i trust yoko has given you the old nevermore welcome" the woman states. "i hate being welcomed. yoko could be worse, however. i could be like wednesday and be rooming with enid."

"well, here's a little welcome gift from my conservatory. i try to match the right flower to each of my girls, and when i saw your application i immediately knew this was the best choice" ms. thornhill smiles, handing the girl a black and blue lily.

"the stargazer lily" midnight blurts. "oh you know it?" "of course, i dabble in botany. much appreciated" midnight deadpans. "okey-dokey. before i leave, i want to go over a few house rules. lights off at 10, no loud music, and no boys, ever" ms. thornhill states.

"interesting. so, what's the story on going to the local town?" midnight questions. "passes to jericho are a privilege, not a right. it's a brisk 25 minute walk, or there's a shuttle on the weekends. the locals are a tad bit weary about nevermore, so please, don't go making any waves, or perpetuating any outcast stereotypes. are we clear?" the woman blurts.

"great talk" ms. thornhill says with a chuckle, exiting the room swiftly. the two roommates share a glance, somewhat disoriented from the interaction. "well she's a bit kooky" midnight observes. "i mean, normies. what can you do?" yoko jokes. "good point."

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"now just to be clear, i plan on humiliating bianca. i also plan on doing so without any assistance" midnight announced as the twins began the route to the fencing practice. "must you ruin my fun sister?" wednesday questions. "always."

the girls enter in their black fencing gear, midnight leading with an unphased demeanor. xavier removes his mask, staring at the girls as they go by. although she was intrigued by the boy, midnight quickly took note of a different kid ahead who had fallen to the ground.

"coach. coach, she tripped me" the boy states. "it was a clean strike, rowan" the coach declares. "maybe if you whined less and practiced more, you wouldn't suck. seriously coach, when am i gonna get some real competition? anyone else wanna challenge me?" bianca boasts, the twins immediately feeling their blood boil.

midnight looks to wednesday, the black haired girl offering an indiscreet nod of approval. "i do" midnight blurts, helmet in hand. "oh, you must be one of the psychopaths they let in" bianca smirks.

"and you must be the self-appointed queen bee. interesting thing about bees, you pull out their stingers and they drop dead" midnight retorts, her features remaining cold. a few fencers begin listening in, reacting to midnights statement.