I remember how seeing the shape of your mouth that first time, I kept staring until my blood turned to rain. Some things take root in the brain and just don't let go.
Wednesday.
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TEN. if I stay busy, maybe I'll forget how I feel
Andy's never been really good at comforting people. She's too awkward to know what to say in situations like these. Instead of saying anything, she patted Enid on the back as she wailed into her pillow, cringing harder with every touch. "It's okay, Enid," she uttered cumbersomely.
Enid only wailed louder.
"Or not. That's okay, too."
"You're really bad at this," Enid's words muffled into her pillow.
Andy frowned. "I know," she mumbled and patted her on the back again.
Wednesday and Kennedy suddenly entered through the window. Enid's head shot up. "There you two are! Where have you gone been? I'm literally having a heart attack right now! Yoko's in the infirmary! Garlic accident at dinner." She explained hysterically.
"It wasn't an accident. Bianca's behind it," Wednesday declared without hesitation.
Andy narrowed her eyes. "How do you know?"
"Trust us, we know." Kennedy answered coldly, replacing Enid's spot on the bed.
Wednesday dismissed her attitude. "It doesn't matter. You, me, Kennedy, and Andromeda are going to take you down tomorrow." She explained.
"What?" Andy interjected at the same time Enid chimed, "Wait, you're joining The Black Cats?"
"I don't know how to roe a boat!"
Wednesday shot her a glare. "I'm not giving you a choice."
Enid dried her tears. "You're willing to do that?" She took a step towards Wednesday. She stepped backwards. "For us?"
"I want to humiliate Bianca so badly that the bitter taste of defeat burns in her throat." Wednesday's dark eyes cut sharply to Kennedy. "It's what she deserves. Thoughts?"
"Well, I'm not going to object," the tallest of them stated. "You'll probably have to keep me from drowning her in the water."
Andy furrowed her brows. "But she's a siren."
"I have my ways."
She lightly blinked her eyes. "Okay." She mumbled and looked away.
"Tell me how she keeps winning," Wednesday moved the conversation along.
