You and Wednesday share a dorm. She split the room in half with tape to keep you from crossing over to her space.

Today, she was out taking a ‘walk’ in the rain?.. you could’ve sworn it was something else.. like it had to do with this Hyde thingy she’s been yapping about.

You wanted to figure out what it was about, so you went over to her side and cross the tape. while you were scourging through the stuff on her desk.. YOU BROKE THE TYPEWRITER!!!

You start to panic, “Wednesday could get here any minute!” “She’s going to murder me..” “AHHHHHHHH” you pick up the broken type writer, and slide it under your bed like nothing happened.

After about an hour

Wednesday gets back to the dorm with a slight confused expression when she sees how guilty you look. “What did you do?”