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"But, you eat them anyways?" Enid recounted. Wednesday just hummed in response.
It took Enid a second to collect her thoughts. A sad excuse for a fruit, that's what she was taught to see them as.
"Wednesday," She breathed. Her voice seemed to quaver ever so slightly.
"Yes?"
"You don't see me as one, do you?"
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"This wasn't supposed to be a love letter but, I guess it is now."
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I wanted to make a angsty, slowburn of wenclair so here's my tribute. Details will be revealed as you keep reading, I don't plan to make this have many chapters though so each chapter may be long. Have a fun read my lovely!