Y/N shared a dorm with Enid and Wednesday. Wednesday took an hour out of her day to write her novel, Y/N, on the other hand, spent FULL DAYS in a row writing long descriptive prose, normally sat in drink like some sort of recluse.

"Are you going to spend all day drinking and writing, Y/N?" The goth stood behind the hunched figure, their fingers clicking at the keys in a free flowing rhythm.

Wednesday looked over and caught a snippet of a description. She was BLOWN away by it.