𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒔 || 𝑾𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄

How far?

Enid's POV:

"Wait, wait... You're going to be gone for how long?" I say, astonished.

"Two months... possibly four, depending on what things are like at the end of the two months," Divina responds.

I remain shocked as I move my eyes to Yoko, who is sitting nearby. She smiled at me but never seemed to make full eye contact. I look back at Divina.

"When are you leaving?" I ask, my gaze fluttering between Yoko and Divina.

Divina's face is slightly grim but masked with a face of happiness. "The 8th.."

"Saturday?" Wednesday says, causing me to jump. I too often forget she's behind me cause of her quiet demeanor.

Divina nods and I lean back against the couch armrest. "And why was it again? Some kind of camp?"

"Sort of," she starts. "it's kind of like a specialty training thing. I get to shadow a bunch of different people to see what area of work I want to go into. My mom wants me to do it and.. I mean I guess it's pretty nice." I can tell on her face she wants to be excited but isn't letting herself.

I see Yoko's face flinch as if someone insulted her and I cocked my head. Yoko doesn't look at me as she fakely smiles. I can't read her face and I'm really trying to find out what Yoko's view on this is. It's a shock... that's for sure.

I guess 2-4 months isn't bad, it's just crazy because... I don't know, it's just crazy. I take a look at Yoko yet again. I keep expecting to find some sorrow on her face, but I only see the mask she has put up, probably to seem supportive.

I look at Wednesday and her eyes are darting between Divina and Yoko, most likely thinking the same thing.

Divina talks about her trip until around 9 when we go back to our dorm. Wednesdy and I walk side-by-side down the hallway.

"You think they'll be okay?" I ask as we near our door.

Wednesday looks at me then forward, thinking. "I don't know."

"They have to be, right? I mean, they're Divina and Yoko. They are practically the healthiest couple in the school. Wednesday raises an eyebrow in my direction. "Besides us." I say, poking her side.

She twists away from me, a slight curve on her lips shining through, and I open our door.

"I'm sure they'll be okay." Wednesday states, bringing the topic to an end.

Wednesday walks to her side of the room while I flopped onto the couch. I swear I felt every one of my muscles melt into the cushions. I focus on the slight clanking and footsteps of Wednesday as she gets ready for bed.

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Wednesday's POV:

I'm sitting up against my bedframe when I hear a quiet knock on the door. I scrunch my brows as I look at the time.

I set a spare piece of paper and set it between the pages as I head to the door.

"Yoko? It's almost 11-" My confusion fades as I see the dwelling tears in her eyes. "What happened?" I say with an urgency in my voice.

"Um..." She falters. "Sorry... were you sleeping?" She sniffs.

"No, I wasn't." I turn around and see Enid still asleep on the couch. "We'll go to the car."

I don't bother changing out of my black plaid pajama pants and hoodie and slip on the first shoes I see. I grab my keys and shut the door behind me.

We walk in silence the whole way to my car. Yoko is in the passenger seat, legs tucked to their chest and chin on their knees.