Mutual Feelings | A Wenclair Love Story

Chapter 41: Go ahead, type Wednesday - 1

I'M SORRY Y'ALL, I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS TOOK LONGER THAN NORMAL😭 

Wednesday, March 6th, 2023
9:44PM
Wednesday's POV

Our date was extremely pleasant, to say the least. After we left dinner we walked around for a while, enjoying the weather and the streets of Jericho at night. I didn't think I was going to be as comfortable as I was in the dress and heel set, but I didn't mind them. I supposed it's because I was with Enid, I'm always more comfortable around her.

While we're on the topic of Enid, the items that she gifted me were...something else, in a positive way of course. Now, I don't necessarily believe I am the easiest person to give gifts to, but I don't think it's entirely difficult either. That being said, I have received an array of un-Wednesday-like gifts in my lifetime. Bows, vibrant makeup, and even a slime-making kit.

Seriously...someone once gifted me a slime-making kit.

As if I don't carry no less than five razor-sharp knives on me at all times.

On the contrary, I have received a few gifts that have not disappointed me in the slightest. Some of which are a vintage assortment of Romanian throwing knives, a viper skull, and now what Enid has given me. I don't know how visible my appreciation towards the two gifts was at dinner, but I hope she knows I adore them. I wasn't aware of how bare my ring finger looked until I wore the ring she gave me...weirdly enough, I can't imagine that finger ever being ring-less again. I was never outwardly supportive of the idea of me one day getting married. However, Enid has most certainly been altering that notion, and I am becoming more open to thing I have so viscerally opposed.

As for the photo Enid took of me, after I deleted it, I felt relieved that evidence of my willingness to please someone was removed. Minutes later, I saw said photo displayed on my girlfriend's lock screen. Perhaps if I was on my so call "phone" more I would have remembered to delete from the recently deleted folder, but no, I did not. At the time I was going to try to remove the photo again, permanently that time, but as soon as I saw the slight smile form on Enid's face as she opened her phone, I set my own concerns to the side. That wallpaper makes her happy, and even if it makes me audibly gag...I'll let it stay.

Right now, me and Enid walk side by side as we approach Ophelia Hall, ready to settle in for the night. It's on the later side of the day, so not too many delinquent- I mean students, are roaming around. We've passed a few people, and I would be lying if I said the confused amusement look they each gave me upon spotting me in such a small dress didn't make me a tad bit uncomfortable. But I must be doing something right when a quick glance at them results in their eyes quickly averting away from me, so I'll manage.

As we get close to our door, I can hear footsteps follow close behind, slowly drifting off to my left as I hear a loud whistle come from next to me. I'm not used to be objectified, and I don't exactly know how to take it. So, I simply turn my head, wondering who could possibly be so bold towards what most people would categorize as "a psychopath."

It's Tanaka.

Of course it's her.

Literally who else would it be.

I roll my eyes, glancing to Enid as Yoko and Divina walk up to our side, all four of us coming to a slow stop as we reach our dorms.

"Damn Addams, you're looking hot tonight." Yoko states, blunt as ever. It's darker out, so her glasses are off, unable to help her hide where her eyes travel, and right now, her eyes are shamelessly traveling down my waist and to my legs. I don't feel extremely uncomfortable, at least it's not a man eyeing me. However, it's not Enid, so I'm not exactly enjoying the experience.