Midnight revelation: only if she knew

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Enid blinked in surprise as Thing, the disembodied hand, made a series of hand signs directed at her. At first, she was unsure how to respond, but then she realized what Thing was trying to convey.

A small smirk tugged at the corners of Enid's lips as she glanced at Wednesday's girlfriend, who was still reeling from the unexpected shoe attack. With a subtle nod, Enid replied with a quick hand gesture of her own, indicating her agreement with Thing's assessment.

Wednesday's girlfriend, oblivious to the silent exchange taking place between Enid and Thing, turned to Wednesday with a sheepish expression. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," she apologized, her voice tinged with embarrassment.

Wednesday regarded her girlfriend with a mixture of concern and exasperation, her frustration evident in the furrow of her brow. "Just... try to be more careful, okay?" she replied, her tone gentle yet firm.

Enid couldn't help but stifle a giggle at the absurdity of the situation. As she watched Wednesday and her girlfriend reconcile, she couldn't shake the feeling that Thing's mischievous antics had somehow brought them closer together.

And as the tension in the room gradually dissipated, Enid couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards the peculiar spirit that had unwittingly sparked a moment of levity in an otherwise tense situation. Sometimes, it seemed, even the most unexpected allies could bring about unexpected moments of clarity and connection.

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