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A catastrophe.
A catastrophe had happened.
Wednesday Addams had fallen ill to the common cold while stuck in her teenage purgatory. How she contracted the virus in the first place? She put it down to a suspicion of her own negligence to her health.
Most would expect for this to have no affect to the already morbid girl, but nobody was prepared for what was to come next.
Enid specifically.
The moment Enid heard that her morbid roommate had skipped class and was stuck in their room victim of a string of sicknesses going around at the current moment, she rushed to check up on her during their break, nobody knew what Wednesday could be doing at the given moment.
As any good roommate would do.
Before she did anything, she made sure to bring some essentials, a box of tissues as well as some hand sanitizer for safety reasons.
As she approached the door serving as the entrance to their room, she paused. A chill running down her spine, even though she had yet to enter the room she had a horrible feeling settling in her stomach.
Her palms were sweaty, her heartbeat audible to her ears, she felt as though there was some sort of approaching danger that was unavoidable.
She placed her hand on the doorknob, beginning to slowly turn it and opening the door.
She froze.
There was an unexplainable, frightening, horrid sight in front of her.
Wednesday Addams.
But not Wednesday Addams.
Wednesday Addams(?) was standing in front of the door.
Enid was lost for words, she was so shocked she couldn’t even move an inch from her current spot.
Wednesday Addams had blonde curly hair.
Wednesday Addams had rosy cheeks.
Wednesday Addams had ransacked through Enid’s closet for some of her more colorful clothing.
“Oh what the fuck..” Were the only words Enid could force out.
Enid was sure she was close to fainting, Wednesday(?) was there staring right back at her,
“Oh dear! Are you alright?” The curly locked figure reaches out for Enid attempting to stabilize her.
“Wednesday? Oh my god. Wednesday Friday Addams is that you?!” Enid practically screeched.
Wednesday(?) stared at her curiously before putting a hand to her face to hide a giggle.
“This can not be fucking real.” Enid put her arms around her head groaning loudly as she began having a mental breakdown right then and there.
She stood up suddenly lunging towards the other girl and looking her directly in the face.
“Threaten me, stab me, murder me or whatever! Just turn back normal!” Enid’s hair was in disarray and she frankly looked quite psychotic as she begged.
“Whatever do you mean, deary?” Wednesday gave a girlish reply, gently pushing Enid off of her.
This was going to be a very, very long day.
Wednesday awoke to find herself comfortably situated in her bed, she had no recollection of the previous day but she did find herself to have a headache.
“Oh my god Weds, is that you?”
Wednesday turned her head to find her usually cheerful roommate frantically rushing over to her bed with a sort of hopefulness in her eyes.
“You’re back!” Enid wrapped her arms around Wednesday into a hug as she began frantically sobbing while giving out her horrid story of yesterdays occurrences.