"Gahhhhhh-" Enid groans, plopping herself on her bed in this shitty heat. She's been sweating so much that she stinks bad. Even though she showered after she came back home, which was yesterday. She doesn't have the energy to get up anymore, sighing to herself in laziness.
Her phone buzzed, quickly getting up and- "Ow!" falling face first on the wooden floor. Getting up, again, grabbing her phone from her desk and reading the latest notification.
It was just a daily news article. Going back to her bed and laying down on her back, she got nothing better to do. Everyone seems busy this time around, after the school being on shutdown temporarily for the mean time to get everything settled down from that event, it's like a vacation for anyone.
So she went through her phone and figured, 'hey, why not read the article anyways? It's probs interesting for once.'
No, it wasn't. Turns out it was just gossip about who's hotter: Ziva David or Kendrick Lamar?
"What in the fucking bullshit question is this?" She scrolled down and saw the reviews, they were all legit. "Fucking hell." Muttering underneath her breath, she exhaled an irritated sigh.
Well, that was a total blow. She was about to give up, silently mentally sobbing to herself thinking that this is how she'll spend her boring days in her boring world. Then, a stupid cute 'ping!' rang out from her phone as she stared intently at the notification above.
It's the one and only— "Wednesday?!"
Surely, the last time she got to see her face to face was when she complained about using technology. It was hilarious how she seemed so religiously about using a phone and now here she is with the most lamest text she could've thought of.
It was just an emoji of a knife. How dreadful. Though it's not like Enid expected so much from the Addams. An emoji, at the least.
Enid contemplates what to send, then an idea pops up. She knows what to do.
"Lovely? Oh my gosh, Addams." She reads the goth's message. Every word she says is so poetic to her ears, well, eyes would be the appropriate word.
And somehow, it was midnight. The duo have been talking non-stop even during dinner, Enid would fumble with her phone waiting at each careful text the Addams would send. Her wolf howls internally.
But Enid isn't on the dinner table with her family, as well as the black raven, she's in her bed tucked in with her screen dangerously close to her face.
Enid giggles at the new text she's received from the goth, who truly knew that she's such a dork?
It's like they could text forever, until her heart aches. Her feelings suddenly controlled her fingers into a text, and she hit send.
"Oh- oh shit." Quickly sitting up, panicking and mentally screaming - Enid was doomed and fucked for life!
That's so uncool man!
Her phone vibrated, a quick text by the Addams girl. Enid was petrified, but nonetheless checked at the message. "Sure. See you tomorrow, your favorite café at 10 sharp. Goodnight, Enid." She reads each word slowly, on repeat.
When the fuck did Wednesday Addams know about her favorite cafe?
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Your Corpse
Fanfiction(Picture in the making, please standby) It was vacation, a forced one in fact. Enid was bored out of her head, having nothing to do all day long while the school was still somewhat of a murder scene. So, she sends a risky text to someone who's been...
