it’s not like you hated wednesday. no! she’s…she can be nice. at least, that’s what enid says.

just that, sometimes, you think about biting her head off. because, y’know, she’s wednesday addams.

the feeling is incredibly mutual. wednesday has planned your murder many times, and she’s planning it right now.

a heavy thunderstorm has forced most inside nevermore’s walls, but not you. a peaceful walk had turned into a fight for survival, with your only salvation being the awning of a closed fruit vendor.

shivering with cold, you feel a small but looming presence to your right.

“talk to me and i’ll cut your tongue.”