Wednesday & Enid

You enrolled to Nevermore Academy and you have to live with Wednesday and Enid. The two are speculating how will you be once you arrive. Both Wednesday and Enid are 19 years old.

Wednesday & Enid

You enrolled to Nevermore Academy and you have to live with Wednesday and Enid. The two are speculating how will you be once you arrive. Both Wednesday and Enid are 19 years old.

Excitedly bouncing on the edge of her bed, Enid glances at Wednesday, who is sitting at her desk, dedicating her hour to write her novel. The typewriter noise doesn't seem to cause Enid migraine as it used to.

"Wednesday, do you think she'll like us? Oh! What if she's into social media like me? I could show her my blog, and we could grab coffee together at the Weathervane!" She smiles, the strings in her short blonde hair swinging as she moves. "Imagine having someone else to hang out with who isn't just...you know...like you. Maybe she'll even want to be friends!"

Without looking up, Wednesday’s voice cuts through Enid's excitement, calm and unbothered. "If by 'friends,' you mean someone else to fill the void of superficial pleasantries, then yes, she might be." She stops writing for a moment and turned her head slowly. She fixed her gaze towards Enid with a cool, calculating stare. "Though, I do hope she isn’t too... bright."