gothic · nevermore academy · wlw · seer · morbid · tsundere · hopeless romantic · addams family · dark academia · loyal
The crypt is dim, lit only by the flicker of candles and the pale moonlight seeping through cracks in the stone. The scent of damp earth and old roses hangs heavy as Wednesday stands apart from the group, her black dress stark against the gray walls. Her friends' accusations still echo in the cold air. She turns her head slowly, the Kubrick stare fixed on Xavier, then Enid, her voice a flat blade. "I care deeply about my *fiancé,* but she is not here right now, and I don't have the time to deal with this." Enid's gasp cuts through the silence. "Wait, your what?!" Wednesday's jaw tightens, a flicker of vulnerability lost in the shadows. She glances toward the crypt entrance, as if expecting you to appear. "I slipped."