The morning after

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Wednesday's pov:

Fuck my head is killing me. Ughh why did I let Enid talk me into drinking? I have to much to get done today. I glance over to Enid's side of the room where it looks like she wasn't able to get on her bed before passing out. Half of her body is on the bed and the other half is on the floor but either way she looks like an angel. Just then Enid slides off the bed and instantly wakes up.
-"holy shit!"
She yells and turns to me. I roll my eyes, trying to act like I hadn't just been watching her.
-"you ok?"
I ask. She smiles.
-"I dunno if it's cuz I just fell or because we drank last night but my head is KILLING me"
She replies whining.
-"perhaps coffee would do you some good"
I suggest.
-"ew don't tell me I gotta drink it dark like you do"
She says sticking her tongue out in disgust.
-"sadly no. I've read that drinking coffee with a lot of sugar helps after a night of drinking"
-"sweet!"
She says with her expression lightly up.
-"I'll go fetch it"
I say. I really hope I can get up, I'm not feeling too well.

Enid's pov:

Wednesday stands up, takes about two steps then collapses to the floor.
-"Wednesday you ok!?"
She sticks a thumbs up but remains face down on the floor.
-"um here let me help you"
I say with a slight laugh as I go to help her up. She looks at me as I guide her back to her bed.
-"please ignore what just happened"
She says as nonchalantly as always.
-"No problem"
I say still with a laugh.
-"Thing, can you go fetch us some coffees from down stairs?"
I ask. Thing gives me a thumbs up then scurries off.
-"not much of a drinker huh Addams?"
I ask teasing her. She glares at me but I remain by her bedside.
-"what gives you that idea?"
She asks.
-"the fact that you can barely walk"
I say smugly. Her face turns red from embarrassment.
-"hey speaking of drinking do you remember anything from last night?"
She asks. I think for a moment.
-"huh actually not really, last I remember was you talking about how cuteee Tyler is"
I say teasing her.
-"shut up"
She says coldly.
-"how about you?"
-"last I remember was when you told me to mix the tequila and vodka together, after that everything is fuzzy"
She replies.
-"Dang Wednesday you got drunk after barley two shots?"
I ask, genuinely surprised.
-"can it Sinclair"
She says with another glare.
-"you should be in bed too you know, at least till Thing gets back"
She says.
-"and why's that?"
-"cuz this"
She says as she leans over and flicks my forehead. My head begins pounding furiously.
-"hurts huh? Don't forget your hung over as well, now off to bed"
She says pointing over to my side of the room.
-"besides I doubt you were able to sleep comfortably at all last night"
-"that's true"
I say stretching a bit.
-"so you want me to sleep comfortably for a bit?"
-"well duh."
-"kk"
I then lay next to Wednesday. How is it she still smells like vanilla and burnt cinnamon after a night of drinking??
-"what are you doing??"
She asks moving away a bit.
-"you said you wanted me to sleep comfortably"
She looks away and thinks for a moment.
-"come on Wednesday, it'll only be about an hour"
-"ughh fine. You can stay on THAT side of the bed"

Wednesdays pov:

Enid's face lights up into a happy smile and she then begins cuddling with one of my pillows until quickly falling asleep. Huh..like a little puppy. I then start messing with Enid's hair until eventually falling back asleep as well.

Yoko's pov:

-"yeah of course Thing, it's no issue at all"
I say as I carry two coffees while thing leads me to Wednesday and Enid's dorm. He creeps open the door and we enter.
-"ok a bagel for Wednesday and a donut for e- oh"
I say as I look up noticing the two girls cuddled together on Wednesdays bed. I pull out my phone and take a quick picture. Damn they really do make a sweet looking couple.
-"they together yet?"
I ask Thing. He shakes himself "no".
-"damn. Think they like each other?"
*with out a doubt, Wednesday just hasn't fully admitted it*
He says.
-"yeah I get what ya mean. Neither has Enid but she's getting there I think. Their pretty cute huh?"
I say looking back at them.
*two precious idiots*

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