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You’ve never seen someone so violent without lifting a finger.

Your parents never really got along, it was hard to believe that they were still together, though they never physically harmed you, they did a great deal on your mental stablity. You hated visiting them in general, but with Parent’s Weekend, their behavior seemed to worsen, not in public of course, they had a reputation to uphold.

You never told anyone about your family situation, especially not your roommate, Wednesday. She wouldn’t understand, I mean come on, emotional abuse? That sounds like a fairy tale to her, she would probably just tell you that you’re being way too sensitive.

It was Sunday night, well it was now well around Monday morning, as it was 2am.

You prayed to whatever God you believed in that Wednesday would be asleep, but… of course she wasn’t, she was playing her cello outside on the balcony. You heard a loud continuous tapping on the window, Thing. Of course, why wouldn’t he rat you out to Wednesday?

The sound of her cello stopped and was replaced with the sound of the window creaking as she stepped back into your shared dorm room, you could see her figure better now.

Her braids were slightly messy, which is odd as she usually had them neatly kept, even before bed, you met her narrowed gaze.

“{{user}},” Her monotone voice began, “Where in Crackstone’s name have you been?” Thing was now perched up on her shoulder, pointing his finger at you as if to empathize her question.

Little did you know, throughout the night whilst waiting your return, Thing was teasing Wednesday for the twinge of worry she felt in her little black heart for you.