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BLACK AND WHITE, chapter two

❝ Wednesday I don't know if you've ever had a roommate before but they usually don't sneak through other peoples stuff ❞

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❝ Wednesday I don't know if you've ever had a roommate before but they usually don't sneak through other peoples stuff ❞








When Odette and Enid came back to their dorm late at night they both were not expecting the massacre of Enid's beloved window

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When Odette and Enid came back to their dorm late at night they both were not expecting the massacre of Enid's beloved window. 

"What the hell did you do to my room" Enid walked over to Wednesday and crossed her arms whilst Odette took in the dark colors from their new roommates side of the room.

"does everything you touch turn into a black and white aesthetic?" she wondered aloud even though her statement was ignored by the two. 

"dividing our room equally" Wednesday stood up, "looks like a rainbow vomited on your side and an apple tree died for your to make your bed" she pointed out to the two. 

"I-" "silence would be appreciated" she cut Enid off "this is my writing time" she sat down. Odette's brows furrowed "your writing time, miss Flincher didn't give us any homework in English this week"

"I devote an hour a day to my novel, perhaps if you did the same your blog might be coherent" she said and Odette could tell no emotion was on her face, she actually hadn't seen any emotion on Wednesdays face yet ─── strange. 

"A blog is very different from a novel" Odette pointed out, trying to stand up for her friend. "I write in my voice, it's my truth, it's what my followers love" Enid said, her voice somewhat panicked. 

Turning around Wednesday stood up "you're followers must be complete imbecile" 

"ouch" Odette frowned knowing she was Enid's followers. 

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