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Y/N - Your Name L/N - Last Name F/C - Favourite Colour F/S - Favourite Song E/C - Eye Colour H/C - Hair Colour ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ His silence spoke volumes, it championed a level of respect and authority that surpassed the obliqueness of what a Principal could even dream to command. "Embrace the dichotomy." whispered Y/N, as his E/C eyes magnetised to those of Wednesday's, as the two locked eyes for a second, a signal with a message unbeknownst to either of them being formed at that current moment. "Are you Y/N L/N, son of Brandolin L/N?" inquired Weems, as the H/C boy edged closer to the conversation. Ignoring the presence of the Addams, he nodded. "Introductions are quite redundant, don't you think? I'd rather be given a compass than a map. Now, please tell me, where is Ophelia Hall?"
Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe
