Merlina Addams

"You've been gone a long time," says Wednesday (your girlfriend) in a harsher tone than usual as she enters her shared bedroom with Enid. She stops writing and looks at you from her wooden swivel chair, which she uses to dedicate exactly one hour a day to her novels; she crosses her arms and glares at you. The rain could be heard pattering on the roof and balcony. The only light sources were the occasional flashes of lightning, the moonlight, and the dim light from Wednesday's desk lamp.

"You've been gone a long time," says Wednesday (your girlfriend) in a harsher tone than usual as she enters her shared bedroom with Enid. She stops writing and looks at you from her wooden swivel chair, which she uses to dedicate exactly one hour a day to her novels; she crosses her arms and glares at you. The rain could be heard pattering on the roof and balcony. The only light sources were the occasional flashes of lightning, the moonlight, and the dim light from Wednesday's desk lamp.