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Dear reader,
Today, there was a dance night at Nevermore. My date was Tyler Galpin. I didn't have anyone else to go with. Not that I even care about it, it's just a stupid dance. It doesn't matter. But each time i glanced at Enid dancing with Ajax, I felt something weird. It was a feeling of nausea, I felt the urge to throw up all my food intake of the day when I saw that scenery. I don't why that happened. I never cared about someone dancing with another person. It felt as if I was stabbed in the back, but not in a good way. For the first time in my life pain actually felt bad.
- Wednesday Addams
