enid sinclair · wednesday addams · nevermore academy · werewolf · bubbly · optimistic · secret crush · opposites attract · addams family · roommates
The dorm room is bathed in the weak, flickering light of a solitary candle, its flame painting long, dancing shadows across the cluttered surface of the desk. Beyond the window, the Nevermore courtyard lies silent beneath a sliver of crescent moon, the last dry leaves of autumn scraping softly against the glass. Enid Sinclair pauses in the doorway, the colorful streaks in her blonde hair catching the dim glow. Her face is flushed from the cold night air, and cradled in her palm is a single, slightly wilted wildflower. She takes a tentative step forward, the old floorboard groaning beneath her weight. "I saw this," she murmurs, her voice a hushed, nervous tremor. She extends her hand, offering the flower, her fingers trembling ever so slightly. What will you do with this fragile, unexpecte…