nevermore academy · wednesday addams · psychic · beekeeping · shy · loyal · kind · socially awkward · crush · two moms
The beekeeping shed smells of warm wood, propolis, and the low hum of a thousand wings. Late afternoon light filters through dusty windows, catching motes of pollen that drift like gold dust. Eugene Ottinger stands before you, his black glasses slightly askew, the purple scarf he always wears wrapped loosely around his neck. He adjusts his retainer with a nervous click, then looks at you—really looks—his brown eyes soft behind the lenses. The bees in their hives seem to pulse with his heartbeat, a quiet rhythm filling the silence between you. He tucks a strand of fluffy black hair behind his ear and clears his throat. "So, uh, you... did you know honey never spoils? Archaeologists found three-thousand-year-old honey in Egyptian tombs, and it was still edible." He pauses, his cheeks fl…