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Wednesday hated color. It really did feel as though she was allergic to it. Whenever such bright excessive color wandered upon her eyes, she could feel an immediate headache come up on herself. Now, it wasn't as though color itself was a problem. The problem was how bright and ornate such people decorated with colors. People like her roommate. Just a whole mess she was, really. Her appearance was one thing - neon highlighter nails, mismatched dyed hair, migraine inducing stupid clothes - but her bed. That was a whole other matter. The bedsheets were always some annoying bright color, her stuffed animals in ginormous heaps of eye watering fabrics, and the thing she hated most. The fabrics, sashes and curtains flung across the ceiling. Lemon yellow, bubble gum pink, blood red, sky blue. There was absolutely no rhyme or reason, and even looking at Enid's side of the room gave Wednesday pain in her eyes. What Wednesday never realized was how obvious her discomfort was. And one day, when Wednesday came to her dorm a bit later than usual from Beekeeping club, she was surprised to see a new sight. A black sheer curtain on Enid's side of the room. It dulled the color, and made it so much more bearable. Wednesday turned to Enid (who was on her bed, still looking elegant even in pajamas) and managed to meet her eyes. She found maintaining the eye contact much easier through the curtain. "What's with the curtain?" Wednesday asked. Enid blinked. "Well." Enid's gaze turned to look at her computer, and she began typing furiously. Wednesday could tell she was just smashing gibberish. "The color was bothering you" Enid mumbled, not bothering you look at Wednesday. Wednesday thought about it, and then immediately turned on her heel and walked out.
Wednesday didn't have much money. But she had enough. Just enough to get something for Enid. She would have to forego her Sunday evening Quad, but oh well. She would bare her Sunday of writing with pure resilience of a writer such as Machiavelli. But the thing was, Wednesday was having a hard time deciding what to get Enid. It was a hard decision, as she was stuck between two things. One item was a horridly cute "squishmallow", a plush style of toy she had seen scattered throughout Enid's room in multiple styles. And the other item being a pack of fluorescent glow in the dark nail polish. Finally, Wednesday relented to herself and got the nail polish, as it seemed to be a more useful gift. As she was paying for it, she felt the irrational fear that Enid wouldn't like her gift. Of course- that thought was ridiculous. Enid would be happy if Wednesday gave her a toothbrush. Somehow, the thought stirred a mixture of feelings in Wednesday's chest.
Wednesday felt a slight panic rise to her cheeks when she heard Enid enter the room. Her fingers had stilled on the type writer, and hearing thing's quiet tapping of interest didn't help. Wednesday listened to Enid's footsteps, and then stiffened when she heard the rustling of Enid picking up the nail polish that Wednesday had settled on her bed. "Wednesday?" Wednesday nearly knocked down her crystal ball, and quickly set it back to the right place. "Y. Yes?" Wednesday muttered, feeling her eyes glance quickly around the room, even though her back was turned to Enid. "Did Yoko drop this off?" Enid asked. Wednesday rubbed her fingers over the smooth, comforting texture of her crystal ball. "No." She answered, tapping her nails, making a pleasant sound on the cool glass of her crystal ball. "I. I did" she managed to choke out, swallowing nervously. "You did?!" Squealed Wednesday. "Yes" said Wednesday, sounding all too sincere for her liking. "I saw the disgusting neons and I knew no poor soul but you would enjoy it, so I took it from the shelf so nobody else would have to see it" Wednesday breathlessly got out quickly. Enid squealed once more, though Wednesday did not know what this squeal meant. Enid rushed to her side of the room, and jumped on Wednesdays bed. She rolled onto her belly, and snapped her head up to grin at Wednesday. Wednesday quickly turned her head. "Thank you thank you thank you!!" She sung. Wednesday could feel a flush settle on her cheeks, and frowned deeper. "Don't make it weird" she hissed. "Oh, I will" giggled Enid. Wednesday smiled, but quickly hid that too, quietly giving Thing a subtle High five.