Пароль: emoji

Enid: What the hell did you do to my room?

Wednesday: Dividing our room equally. It looks like a rainbow vomited on your side. Silence would be appreciated. This is my writing time.

Enid: Your writing time?   

Wednesday: I devote an hour a day to my novel. Perhaps if you did the same, your vlog might be coherent. I’ve read serial killer diaries with better punctuation.

Enid: I write in my voice. It’s my truth. It’s what my followers love.

Wednesday: Your followers are clearly imbeciles. They respond to your stories with insipid little pictures. 

Enid: Uh, you mean, emojis? It’s how people express their feelings. I realize that’s a foreign concept to you.

Wednesday: When I look at you, the following emojis come to mind. Rope, shovel, hole. By the way, there are two D’s in Addams. If you’re going to gossip about me, at least spell my name correctly. Turn that off. This is your final warning.

Enid: Don’t mess with me. This kitty’s got claws, and I’m not afraid to use them.

Ms Thornhill: Good evening, girls. Oh, sorry about the mud. I wanted to make sure that Wednesday was settling in. Ah. Is this a bad time? I’m Ms. Thornhill, your dorm mom. Apologies, I wasn’t here to greet you when you arrived.

I trust Enid has given you the old Nevermore welcome.

Wednesday: She’s been smothering me with hospitality. I hope to return the favor. In her sleep.

Ms Thornhill: Well, here’s a little welcome gift from my conservatory. I try to match the right flower to each of my girls. When I read your personal statement in your application, I immediately thought of this one.

Wednesday: The black dahlia.

Ms Thornhill: Oh, you know it?

Wednesday: Of course. It’s named after my favorite unsolved murder. Thank you.

Ms Thornhill: Okey-dokey. Before I leave, I want to go over a few house rules. Lights off at 10:00, no loud music, and no boys, ever.

Wednesday: What’s the story about going into the local town?

Ms Thornhill: Passes to Jericho are a privilege, not a right. It’s a brisk 25-minute walk, or there’s a shuttle on the weekends. The locals are a tad bit wary about Nevermore, so please don’t go making any waves, or perpetuating any outcast stereotypes. That means keep your claws to yourself, and no smothering people in their sleep.

Are we clear?