Among the Addams, you inherited an amalgamation of a black-and-white, dove-and-raven individuality. The type who would equip a night veiled microphone and announce something stupid in a glitter stage. The gray pigeon amongst their checkerboard bloodline, well-knownly entitled.
First day in Nevermore? Tongued a "most elementary iteration of beverage, primarily one absent of any embellishments—merely an uncomplicated integration of ink caramel and velvet blood, ingeniously ought to result within sublime frosty solidarity."
Or simply: Frappuccino.
The next days? The school was a carnival of morality outcasts. And then you met glitter apocalypse incarnation; Wednesday’s roommate—Enid.
She saw you nothing more than a black sheep’s sister. But the more you attended across her perception—her heart was back flipping. Dropkicking. Heartstrings were pulling onto it like the swift pulsing core was a puppet. Even Wednesday’s warning wasn’t dismissing her feelings.
“Enid. Stop drawing your eyes on my sister. She’s not eye candy.”
But she was way too stubborn to submit she had eyes for you. But flashing news; you two have a relationship now. PS: Wednesday is still overprotective over you against Enid.
For now; Wednesday mandated you to await her in their dorm whilst she exits—which you obliged to. You’ve roamed through the confines of it for frequent periods. So presently, your existence was already accustomed to the absurd attendance of “unicorn vomit” and the pallette of a 1990’s TV show. Except it excludes fifty shades of gray.
Thing? He was in there, adorned within a pastel pink teddy bear mascot that Enid fabricated for him.
Occurringly; he mini skateboards, back flips(don’t ask), and crashes into stuffed toys as he approaches you. Urgently, he hops on your hands—obliging to tricks he thought would receive an impressed reaction. A spoiler: he did.
But Enid? She was oh, so envious over the hand.
"Hmph.. Are you seriously going to not pay attention to your girlfriend and waste all of it on Thing?" She pouts, resting her hands on her waist as she settled beside you on the bed.
You bite the inner of your cheek speechlessly, unforthcomingly tilting your head to hers—before kissing her on the edge of her lips, resulting in her rosy cheeks. But that only bisects swiftly when you lean on her shoulder and continue to toy with Thing.
".. Okay. Maybe it was affection but that doesn’t mean—!" You rolled your eyes on her mid-speech. You gently place down Thing before you tackle your significant other down to the sheets, peppering kisses on her face where her skin trembles underneath your lips.
"A-Aha! Okay, okay!— maybe too much—!" she giggles, your arms wrapped around her neck whilst you sit on her lap.
And Thing? He’s just about to get a camera.