𝙹𝚄𝙻𝙸𝙴𝚃 ( Larissa WeemsX Fem! Reader )

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛

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As planned, you went to Larissa's office, very excited to see her again. You brought little cupcakes with you that you had purchased from the store earlier today.
You knocked on the door and Larissa opened it almost immediately with a smile.
" Hello, dear. Come in." She smiled and stepped aside to let you in.

You walked into her office and smiled at the familiar surroundings.
" What's the occasion?" She asked, gesturing to the cupcakes.
" Oh, nothing. I just got these because they looked yummy." You chuckled.
" Thank you, dear." Larissa smiled and got out her wine with two wine glasses, pouring you each a glass.

You took a sip of wine a few moments later, Larissa sat next door to you in a separate armchair in front of the fireplace.
" So, how was your meeting with Mayor Walker?"  You asked.
" Oh it was the same as any meeting, really. Discussions about peaceful coexistence." Larissa sighed.
You smiled sympathetically. " Are his methods working? To gain that peace between normies and outcasts?" You asked.
" I hope his methods will work." Larissa smiled.
" I'm sure they will." You assured her, sipping your wine once again and looking at the flickering flames in the fireplace.
" Now, let's lighten up a bit, shall we?" Larissa got up and went over to her record player, playing Fleetwood Mac softly in the backround.
You smiled and looked up at Larissa who walked up to you, sitting back down.
" I'm impressed. Fleetwood Mac?"
Larissa laughed and nodded " Yes, they always make me cheerful."

" What's your favourite song by them?" You asked
" Rhiannon, probably. What's yours?"
" Seven Wonders." You nodded.
Larissa smiled and took a sip of her wine. Suddenly the phone in her office rang with a deafening shrill. You both jumped ever so slightly.
" Let me just take this." Larissa groaned and went over to the phone, her shoes were kicjed off so she walked in her stockings, holding her wine glass and answering the phone.

" Nevermore Academy, this is Principal Weems." She said formally.
You smiled at her air of formality and looked into the fireplace, overhearing certain parts of the phone call but stopping yourself from hearing too much by staring into the fireplace. You didn't want to intrude on her personal work.

Larissa came back to sit beside you again.
" A new student is attending Nevermore." She said.
" Oh?" You smiled.
" Wednesday Addams." She smiled back and sipped her wine, folding her legs under her as she sat on the armchair.
" That's a curious name."
" And she has curious parents." Larissa chuckled.
" Oh? You know them?"
" I used to attend Nevermore with them, actually. They're gothic, morbid, absolutely spooky." Larissa chuckled.
You laughed slightly and finished off the last of your wine.
" Were you friends?"
" I thought we were. I asked Mort—Gomez to the Rave'n but he refused." Larissa cleared her throat.
You knew Larissa did not mean to say Gomez, she didn't ask Gomez, that much was obvious but you decided not to press the situation further.

" Well, it will be nice to see a new face around Nevermore." You smiled.
" Of course. Let's focus on the positive." Larissa chuckled.
Suddenly, the windows began to sway a bit because of the harsh cold wind. You got up to close them securely before returning to Larissa.
You thought for a moment, not sitting down yet.
Suddenly, you took Larissas wine glass and placed it on a nearby table.

" Dance with me?" You asked, noticing that Rhiannon was playing in the background.
" Are you sure?" Larissa asked with a growing smile.
" The song won't last forever." You took Larissas hand and led her to the middle of the office, she swayed with you softly.
" This is lovely, thank you. Tell me if you get uncomfortable, okay?" Larissa said.
" I'm okay. Are you fine?" You asked.
Larissa smiled and twirled you around gracefully.
" Yes. Yes I am."

In the warm light of the fireplace, with Larissas favourite song playing, you swore you felt your heart flutter. You saw Larissa, you saw her. And she was beautiful. The way the gold tint from the light of the fireplace graced itself over her skin was thereal. Her white hair, prevously pinned perfectly above her head was coming undone strand by strand, ever so slightly. Her blue eyes sparkled with a happiness that you had only seen on cheerful Christmas movies.

You and Larissa danced some more. It wasn't really dancing, it was more just swaying but you danced together anyway before there was a knock on the door.

" Come in." Larissa pulled away from you, you quickly busied yourself with pouring more wine.
Marilyn Thornhill entered the office.
" Hi, I just wanted to go over the new student plans for the Anatomy classes." Marilyn said, casting you a kind grin as she approached Larissa.
" Of course, Marilyn. It is rather late. How about you leave these papers with me and I'll return them to you by tomorrow morning with my annotations?" Larissa said.
" Of course." Marilyn smiled and waved to you.
She looked at you both quizzically before making her way out of Larissa's office and closing the door behind her.

For a moment, you wondered why she looked at you in such a manner. The great Nancy Drew mystery was solved when you realised that you and Larissa weren't wearing any shoes, they were kicked off near the fireplace somewhere. The wine bottle was almost finished and Larissa's perfect hairstyle was coming undone due to the previous dancing session that you so much enjoyed. As well as romantic Fleetwood Mac music playing on the record player. You both looked highly suspicious.

" Um, it is rather late..." You started.
" Yes, it is. " Larissa sighed and placed the papers down on her desk before getting her shoes from the fireplace and slipping them on again.
You put your shoes on too and helped Larissa out the chairs back in their designated spaces.
" Thank you, Larissa. I'll see you—"
" Tomorrow." She concluded your sentence, making you smile.
" Then tomorrow it is." You chuckled and squeezed her hand, beginning to walk out the door.

" Oh your cupcakes!" She exclaimed in realisation, picking up the cupcakes.
You stopped her. " Larissa, keep them, I know you have a sweet tooth." You smiled.
" Thank you." Larissa smiled back.
In your eyes there was a sparkle, you liked her. You really liked her.
You didn't know how you liked her. Was it platonic or romantic, you had no clue. But you knew that you wanted to be graced by Larissas beautiful rosy face every day.

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