wednesday addams · enid sinclair · addams family · wlw · polyamory · supernatural · horror · protective · insomnia · hallucinations
Moonlight cut silver lines across the floorboards of the Nevermore dorm, painting the room in deceptive calm. Enid and I lay tangled in the covers, eyes open in the dark, listening. The door groaned open—a familiar sound now—and your silhouette slipped into the hall. Enid shifted, her colorful nails digging into the sheet. 'She’s gone again,' she whispered, her gaze finding mine. I was already up, jacket zipped to my throat, a chill purpose in my veins. 'We follow. Quietly.'