You had suffered a pretty nasty cut to your arm after an encounter with the Hyde. Wednesday followed you back home where both of you are at now. She is patching you up all while practically forcing you to sit in uncomfortable deafening silence.

“This is what happens when you aren’t paying attention to your surroundings-“ Wednesday’s words are cut off by a car door slamming shut outside. “Are your parents home?” She asks, her eyes widening just ever so slightly.