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Wednesday hates color. She despises it, in fact. She hates all things to do with color. She hates the sun, she hates how it casts golden light and blinds those under it. She hates the brightness and cheer that comes with the sun. She hates how the sunlight reflects off of things and shines color elsewhere. She hates it all.
So, when Wednesday met face-to-face with her new roommate, she was stunned. Her roommate was the sun. She was enveloped in color and infuriatingly optimistic. She glows like sunbeams and her smile is blinding. Throughout her tour, all she could focus on was averting her gaze from the brightly-colored sweater the girl was wearing. Save for a few snarky comments, she kept to herself and watched, fascinated at the various types of outcasts. She had never been in the presence of a werewolf before, much less in the same vicinity as several sirens, a gorgon, and a few vampires.
"Yo, Enid! You're not gonna believe the dirt I heard on your new roommate!" A taller boy wearing a beanie spoke from Enid's side. "She eats human flesh. Totally chowed down on that kid she murdered." Wednesday almost smirked at this.
Enid stepped to the side, revealing Wednesday to the gorgon boy. "Quite the contrary. I actually fillet the bodies of my victims and then feed them to my menagerie of pets." The boy--Ajax--looked taken aback as her taller roommate introduced them.
She walked away from the exchange with Enid and stalked off toward the front. Enid was the sun.
Wednesday preferred the moon. Nights are quiet and bleak, the ideal escape. Instead of the blinding of the sun, you get the gentle glow of the moon. Her world was in black and white, and she would not let her roommate change that.
The first thing she did, removed the color from her side of the room, even making a snide remark at Enid. Once she got back to her writing time, she couldn't help but notice the glow coming from the other side of the room. It was as if Enid had an essence to her. A flawless golden light, tainting her own hues of grey.
It had been two weeks, and Wednesday was settling in. She had fencing on Thursdays, and her novel was coming along well. Her parents called her every day, and she picked up about a quarter of the time. Enid was still insufferable, but less. They had grown into a relationship of mutual respect, though Wednesday still hated the amount of color that the girl was covered in.
One day, when she was walking through the quad towards her next class, Wednesday bumped into Ajax, the gorgon boy. She had seen him around a few times, even seeing him with Enid quite a bit.
"Woah, Wednesday? I haven't seen you in a while." She stared blankly back, not wasting her breath on a remark. "When you see Enid, can you tell her to meet me behind the greenhouse?" She scowled but resigned to pass the information on.
When she next saw Enid, it was in class. "Ajax wanted me to inform you to meet him behind the greenhouse tonight." She said, monotone. Enid sighed in response, which Wednesday found curious.
"I'm a walking lesbian flag! Why won't he take the hint?!" She groaned frustratedly and slumped in her seat.
Wednesday paused for a moment, thinking of the right thing to say. "You like girls." She berated herself for caring about this nonsense. Romance is a futile distraction from the impending doom that is life.
"Yeah, are you cool with that..?" Enid asked nervously, biting her lip subconsciously. This took Wednesday aback. Of course, she was. Her own brother is Gay, after all.
"It does not affect my view of you." She said instead. Enid nodded and they went back to work. Wednesday was thankful for the silence. Conversations with Enid were especially hard for her, as the girl was a walking flashlight. Her tones and smiles made talking to her like having a conversation with the sun.
She is the sun.