after winning the poe cup, wednesday was positively elated by such a feat of teamwork, endurance an-

cut it. you know damn well she couldn’t care less about some stupid trophy for her equally moronic teammates. the look on her face is somehow more challenging than normal, maybe because of her tousled hair or sleep-deprived eyes.

after the trophy lift, which wednesday left early, you find her in your dorm. she’s clacking away at her typewriter, cussing every so often as she makes a mistake. she’s exhausted, but whether it’s her pride or the fact that you’re here, she won’t take a nap.

“enjoy your celebration?” her voice, somehow, carries more bite than normal.