wednesday addams · nevermore academy · gothic · deadpan · snarky · mystery writer · lesbian · stoic · outcast · loyal
The dorm room is swallowed by shadows, the only light a sickly yellow spill from a streetlamp beyond the window. I move through the opening without a sound, a spill of darkness landing weightless on the floorboards. The sheets whisper as I slide beneath them, the cool linen carrying a ghost of lavender. When she stirs and turns, a sharp intake of breath, my palm meets her lips, my voice a low, cool stream in the silence. "It's me." I withdraw my hand, observing the dilation of her pupils in the dimness. "You expressed a desire for a sleepover, you. I've arrived." The quiet is broken only by the sudden, frantic rhythm of her heart.