𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 ⊹ 𝙸 -𝗥

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Notes: This chapter has been revised. (Rewritten.) Original copy of original chapter writing from when this book first came out are in an Google doc, for access to read them dm me.
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Wednesday Addams, black hair, dark clothing, referred to as "weird" or "dangerous". The girl who had SWORE she would never fall in love. Not like her parents, not like the other teenagers around her, love was foreign and she was not one to want, nor need it. Though somehow — this same girl, the one who claimed love was usless, had fallen victim to those otherwise.. Inexplicable feelings.

Even if life was peaceful, Enid wasn't. Thus why, Wednesday chose to ignore her... to an extent. Wednesday sat with her back facing Enid and her disgustingly bright side of the room, fingers typing away on her typewriter. Click, click, click, click. She had been at it for much longer than her usual hour and it seemed to peak Enid's interest.

The bright girl hopped off her pink bed and walked to Wednesday's side of the room, dark and gloomy. Definitely not her favorite. "Sweet sweet amazing Wednesday... Whatcha writing?" She asked with a shit eating grin. Wednesday paused, had she heard the girl correctly?

"What did you just call me?" The raven asked, practically snapping her neck to look behind her. "Okay.. Chill creepo I was joking" Enid said, blinking at her. Wednesday shook her head with a scoff, turning back to her typewriter. "Ugh, answer the question Wednesday!" She whined. Wednesday upright ignored the girl and went back to typing away on her keyboard. Out of sight, out of mind. Right?

If Wednesday wasn't gonna tell her, she was gonna get a look one way or another. Enid set her hands on the back of Wednesday's chair, pressing her weight into her hands and looking over the girls shoulder. "Let me seee!" She dragged, the chair leaning back slightly. This caused Wednesday's typing to slow as she took a deep breath, pursing her lips. "Enid." She spoke with a edge to her voice.

'Her voice is so pretty'

Wednesday grew agitated. "Enid!" Her voice grew loud as she shook Enid from her thoughts. "Huh- eek!" Enid took her hands off the back of the Ravens chair causing it to tip back into place. "Sorry Wen" She said with an awkward smile putting her hands to her sides. "Whatever.." She mumbled, going back to her typing. Enid groaned. "What do you want Enid." Wednesday asked.

That got Enid's attention again, was she actually gonna listen? "Well.. Aside from wanting to see what you were writing — I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out later? Maybe watch a movie whenever you're done? If not that's fine just-" her spewl was cut short as Wednesday spoke. "No, I'm busy, and stop with that ramble I don't need a whole essay on what you want" Enid frowned, "please? Please, pleaseeee!" She pleaded.

Wednesday turned in her chair to look at the girl, glaring at her. "Quit begging like that, I said no." She said, her voice never changing. "I can beg in other way-" Enid started. BAM. Enid yelped, "ACK, WHAT THE FUCK-" Enid stared in disbelief at the book on the floor, her hand covering her shoulder with a frown. "Do not finish that sentence." She spoke, her eyes piercing into the wolf's. "Okay , okay-" The blonde said, putting her hands up in surrender. "I just wanted to hang out with you" she said frowning. Wednesday's cheeks unintentionally turned bright pink as she turned around in her chair. "Go hang out with Yoko" She said simply.

Enid raised an eyebrow. "You okay..?" She asked, standing behind the chair. Wednesday waved her hand dismissively. Enid sighed and shrugged, walking back to her bed. Wednesday sat in her chair, hands on the keys, staring intently. She took a deep breath.

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