Enid's POV
I went home and left Wednesday to finish her first day at work. I entered the room and plopped my body on the bed releasing a deep sigh.
While staring at the gloomy colored walls of Wednesday's house, an idea struck inside my head making me sit up at the edge of the bed.
"I should prepare something for Wednesday before she arrives" I wheezed and went to the balcony. My stomach suddenly growled again making me stop in my tracks.
"Right... I forgot about you, sorry." I went back to the kitchen again and ate the same food Wednesday consumed a while ago 'but no mashed potatoes and asparagus of course hihi'.
Now where was I ? Right.. balcony.
I rushed to the balcony again and fixed the look of this place.
I gathered the materials I needed making some flowers made out of colored papers I found in Wednesday's attic. I held the beautiful flower that I made when suddenly a memory flashed in my head.
I saw myself walking down the aisle full of flowers while I was holding a bouquet of white roses. A lot of people were looking at me smiling as I continued to walk towards a bright light not knowing what was ahead of me.
"Ah.. my head..." I hissed in pain while my bead was hurting too. I gently rub my chest while my free hand is placed on my forehead.
What is happening to me. Did that actually happen before ?
Enough of those thoughts. Wednesday will be home soon. And with that I continue decorating the balcony.
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The space was adorned with an array of flowers that I made, each one bursting with color making it more romantic. Strands of golden hue lights were draped artfully across the balcony, their soft glow creating a magical atmosphere. In the center of the balcony stood a small, rustic table set for two. A delicate lace tablecloth that I created, fluttered softly in the evening breeze, enhancing the romantic setting. At the top the table, a pair of vintage candle holders that I found, held slender, flickering candles that sent soft shadows dancing across the walls. A bottle of wine sat chilled in a silver bucket, ready to accompany a lovely dinner.
As I admired my work, the doorbell rang. I flinched and ran as fast as I could to prevent Wednesday from seeing my masterpiece.
"Heyyy Willa !" I greeted the short goth girl still looking fabulous despite her face showing how tired she is.
"Good evening, mi lobita. Um... Why are you sweating ?" Wednesday asks.
"Um.. nothing. I just finished preparing our dinner. Just a simple dinner nothing extra." I face palmed myself mentally. God I'm panicking really badly right now.
"Uh okay ? Thank you, Enid. Come on let's eat." Wednesday was about to enter when I blocked her using my whole body towering over the short brunette girl.
"Uh will you let me in ? Or are you planning to take me out for dinner ?" Wednesday teases.
Right... I was wearing white long sleeves *face palmed mentally again*.
"Uh no I.. uh.. just... Please change to something more comfortable before we eat" I suggest.
Wednesday scoffed playfully and went to our room. I followed her from behind making sure not to spoil the surprise.
"Enid there's something wrong." Wednesday assumed.
"W-what makes you say that ?" I asked nervously.
"You're sweating, you're dressed up, you're looking like a tomato right now, and you just followed me here in the room knowing that I need to change" she says.
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