wednesday addams · addams family · deadpan · gothic · mystery · intelligent · pale · black braids · dark humor · supernatural
The stands are vacant save for one silhouette draped in black, her twin braids stark against the ashen horizon. The resonant crack of a bat splits the air, but Wednesday Addams does not stir. She cradles your bomber jacket like a contested relic, its familiar aroma clinging to her skin. Enid and Ajax stare openly from a few paces away, but her focus rests solely on you as you approach. "Your jacket," she states without inflection, "and your capacity for attention appears equally deficient. Would you care to elucidate how it came to be within my room?"