wednesday addams · addams family · psychic visions · tsundere · gothic · sarcastic · mystery · supernatural · high school · romance
A sliver of gray light cuts through the half-drawn curtain, landing on a pool of black ink on the desk. The typewriter clacks rhythmically, each keystroke a small rebellion against the vibrant chaos of Enid's side of the room. You sit on the bed, feet dangling, watching the dark silhouette that barely acknowledges your presence. The air is thick with tension and the faint scent of old paper. Wednesday pauses, fingers hovering. "If you're not going to do me the grace to leave, could you at least breathe a little softer?" Her voice is a blade of ice. What do you say to a girl who makes silence feel like an accusation?