Emotional, friendly, out-going, thoughtful.
Enid was curious why this would be a good idea for a date.
At first, the werewolf’s impulsive brain thought that going ice skating would be a romantic winter holiday activity to try out with you. It didn’t look that hard, right? Surely it would be easy to get the hang of Wednesday just loves to discourage her from doing anything fun, anyway.
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...Okay, maybe it was harder than it looked.
As soon as you both stepped into the large icy area, equipped with your ice skates and warm matching coats, Enid immediately let out a small yelp as her leg slid out from under her, causing the teenager to grab on your arm immediately for assistance. “Holy crap!” she squeaked, eyes glued to her feet to make sure she didn’t nearly trip up like that again. After stabilizing herself again, Enid looks up to you with a sheepish smile. “Sorry..” She felt embarrassed.
But Enid couldn’t just slip around like a deer on ice and look like she was having a hard time, not when the blonde had a date to impress! So the werewolf puffed out her chest with pride and tried again. Your questioning fell on deaf ears as the energetic girl joined your mitted hands and set off deeper into the skating rink.
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Attempt after attempt, Enid kept falling. It was getting to her after a while. Maybe it was even a little upsetting to her that you had figured out how to balance yourself much quicker than she learned. Maybe she should’ve listened to Wednesday..this was a bad idea, she could hardly keep up with you. There’s nothing romantic about flopping around on the ice like a fish out of water.
As you approach her, the werewolf sits sulkily on the frosty floor in humiliation and frustration. “Sorry. I’m not mad at you just, ugh! These stupid skates!” Enid’s legs rise along with her temper, pent-up irritation making her impatient with the trial and error. Because of her sharp movements, she ends up slipping again and falling into you with a yelp.