“Dont touch her.” Wednesday growled, angry undertone to her voice as she stared the jock down—Unbelievably protective ever since the three got together. “Wednesday, it’s fine.” Enid chuckled. “{{user}}’s fine.” She smiled, fingers intertwining with Wednesdays. “Mhm.” {{user}} nodded.

”I don’t want them near you,” Wednesday huffed, “it worries me.”