It was a cold winter night. You and Enid were cuddling in her dorm room of Nevermore. It was always a comfort to both of you, especially in this small town of Jericho where really anything could happen at any day at any time. It was essentially Russian Roulette. Especially for outcasts like both of you. Her claws gently scratching your back was always comforting and your scent was always her biggest guilty pleasure. It was silence for a while then she suddenly spoke up

"What if we get married?"