Wenclair One-Shots

Cherry-Flavoured

Summary:

Yoko finally realized why Wednesday seems to know so much about Enid. Including her best friend's cherry-flavored lip balm.

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Enid has forgotten when did it start.

Her discovery of how much of a tsundere, Wednesday is.

She's not even sure if she was already late to notice it. Perhaps she just became more attentive after the incident involving crackstone.

The raven was... Unexpectedly aware of everything she deemed unimportant; The story Enid rambled weeks ago, the preferences she has.

Not that she thinks the same way as everyone, that Wednesday doesn't care about anyone or anything at all. But to care that much for her?

It's quite surprising.

"Enid." Speaking of.

She turned her head at the shorter who laid a glass on her bedside.

"Chocolate?" Enid softly asks and Wednesday hums in agreement.

"Wednesday Addams brings a hot cup of chocolate to her roommate at night, how does that sound for my blog," Enid sat on her bed, carefully lifting the hot mug.

There's a smug on her lips as she eyed the latter who looks at her in disapprovement.

"Horrible."

Enid chuckles and took a sip. Wincing slightly as the temperature burned her tongue.

"I figured out you sleep earlier after drinking a cup of chocolate. I am willing to do that every evening for the cost of my peaceful writing hours." Wednesday walked back to her side of the room. Sitting in front of her table.

Enid fixes her position and watches the latter prepare her things. "Yeah whatever, I won't include that in my gossip,"

"You do you, Sinclair"

"Uh-huh, you bet." Enid grabbed her phone from her soft pink cover, scrolling on her homepage as she looks for her socials.

She chuckled as she typed it, to be honest aside from trying to tease the Addams, she will never admit she's also boasting of how close she is with the latter.

"I'm about to post it~" She tilted her head to peek at her roommate.

Wednesday didn't respond. Instead, she started typing.

Enid scrunched her nose and tightened her lips subtly. Expressing her disappointment as she failed to elicit a reaction.

She continued scrolling through Twitter, opting to use it instead of watching videos on Tiktok to not disturb Wednesday.

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Lunchtimes mean crowded canteen.

There is the clattering of the utensils, the loud wolves, and the chit-chattering of the other students.

It's not a usual view for Wednesday Addams to join such. Her eating time is odd as expected as she has no specific schedule for eating.

So whenever she does, the noise of the cafeteria decreases in half. No exaggeration.

The raven doesn't have to say anything for them to lower their voices and behave themselves, her presence menacing enough.

"Willa!" Enid calls.

The others side-eyed her. Not everyone is privileged enough to give a nickname to the Addams, nor to use it in a crowded place.

Bold move.