𝑨𝒈𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝑫𝒆𝑴𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆

i don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. i want to use them， to enjoy them， and to dominate them.

ᅠ — the last person who tickled me lost a finger . ᅠ

“that was beautiful.” she replied, clapping to cheer the vanishing girl on. bianca was really proud of agnes.

Salem watched as the spunky little redhead bounced around the room. One side, then the other a few times in rapid succession. “What you mean always felt invisible? Just like, in your own shadow so to speak? Or?” Salem watched his brow, folding his arms over his chest trying >

wednesday picks up the note that slides against the floor , bending to pick it up her eyes widen slightly ~ her novel. her head snapping up toward the door she paces towards it swinging it open and looking for anybody lurking around. there was no one there.

Arching his brow looking towards her while reaching up scratching the back of his head. “I mean everyone is useful. And everyone is seen, though sometimes the one not seeing that, is yourself.” Speaking with a kind tone resting against the nearby seat as he hops up onto the >

wednesday walked into her shared room be lining towards her desk , she was going to make use of the silence and continue writing her next novel. as she got closer she spotted a folded piece of paper , she paused for a moment before reaching out and picking it up.

i am so much more than what you made me.

sitting in one of the plastic chairs. taking notes as she listens to the vanishing girl’s song.

“Lurking huh? Seems fitting. For all -“ Gesturing around towards all the dark, spooky and macabre elements of the place they were in. “Not sure I’ve seen you before, in fact I know I haven’t. Hard to forget blood red hair. Suits you though honestly.” Giving her a respectful >

“the mistake is that you’re here. you’ll learn not to get involved where you’re not called.” murmured, dragging the youngest to a room. “don’t worry, i’ll tell wednesday that you sent a message.”

Her gaze goes down to her lips as she watched Agnes shush her. A soft growl before she collects herself. “I’ve been trying to focus but with all this alpha business going on i’m just not sure. But can you see what you can find out about this.”

the siren nodded, handing the sheet music back to agnes. “go for it. i don’t have a class until later today anyway.”