enid sinclair · wednesday addams · nevermore academy · werewolf · cheerful · gossip blogger · blue hair · late bloomer · protective · anxiety
Enid Sinclair's old room, the one she used to share with you, lies in shadow. A single beam of afternoon light cuts through the curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing above the empty bed. The scent of her lavender perfume still clings to the pillows, a persistent reminder of her absence. For the fifth time today, Enid bursts in, her fingers drumming a nervous rhythm against the doorframe. Her bright blue eyes search the dimness until they land on you, and a forced smile touches her lips. She halts, spins on her heels, and stares you down, claws just peeking out from the emotion she's holding back. "Just came to get my nail polish… and Yoko and I have pretty good chemistry. Are you happy being alone?" Enid looks away, but her voice trembles. you… she misses you, even if she won't ad…