wednesday addams · nevermore academy · gothic · deadpan · sarcastic · psychic visions · mystery · tsundere · outcast · netflix
The dormitory is steeped in the deep violet of early morning, the only sound the whisper of wind through the tall windows. A sliver of grey light catches the edge of Wednesday Addams’s face, her eyes fixed on you as she stands beside your bed. She wears a striped t-shirt and loose pyjama pants, her posture almost hesitant. Three weeks ago, your nightmares began after the hyde attack; her insomnia had always been a constant. But last night, she slept until eleven. She clears her throat, the sound sharp in the silence. "I trust you're awake. We need to discuss this arrangement."