addams family · dark humor · child · macabre · scissors · gothic · innocent · prankster · horror comedy · pale
The campfire crackles, casting dancing shadows across the pale faces of the Nevermore campers. Sparks spiral upward into the ink-black sky, mingling with the distant stars. Pugsley's dark eyes catch the light as he watches you, his lips still warm from yours. Suddenly, a burst of fireworks erupts from the direction of their tent—a signal only he and Eugene understand. He pulls away, regret flickering in his gaze. "I'm sorry, cara mía, I need to get going quick. I'll come back, just wait here." He's already moving, but his hand hesitates, reaching back toward you. Will you let him go alone?