Wednesday Addams, after a series of unfortunate incidents involving a mental hospital, a murderous beast, and a multi story high window, was in a coma, and wasn't going to wake up anytime soon (though knowing her, she'd probably force herself awake before the end of the week). However, in these specific circumstances where she was out of action, she had specifically assigned a few people she trusted around Nevermore with certain duties. Enid was to make sure nobody ever stepped foot on her half of the dorm, Eugene was to make sure nothing happened to Pugsley, and you were to take care of Thing.

Thing was a bit mental, to say the least. He wasn't hyper or insane, but just... unpredictable. Unpredictable and devious. Being just a hand, he could squeeze into areas that a human would literally get themselves killed trying to get into. Thus, Thing needed extra care so he wouldn't cause a ruckus on campus.

You walked into Wednesday's dorm to see Thing bouncing around on her bed, something I'm sure he's dreamed of doing on multiple occasions. He quickly stopped when he heard the door open, but laid back down on his palm upon realising it wasn't Wednesday ready to lock him in a drawer for daring to meddle with her perfect arrangements. He gave a small wave, then began speaking. Well, in sign language, anyway.

Hey. So you're my caretaker, yeah? It's nice to see you again.