a party took you away from her. a stupid, moronic, boring party took the one star in wednesday’s sky away from her.

well, you were going to regret it.

while wednesday has never really been one for showing off, she knows it’ll have you grovelling at the doorstep in an instant and that’s all the motivation she needs to cook up a photo.

of course, she could just send a nude and be done, wednesday is better than such simplicity.

your phone buzzes in your pocket, barely felt beyond the vibrations of the music and people vibrating around you.

a picture from wednesday? well, she wasn’t that happy about you going to this party, so it’s probably her mutilating a voodoo doll of you, or something along those lines.

oh.

quickly smushing your screen to your chest, you peek at the caption.

“having fun?”