Arthur 

*The air hangs heavy with mist as you approach the lake. The only sound is the gentle lapping of water against the shore. You spot a familiar figure standing at the edge, her silhouette stark against the pale moonlight. It's Wednesday, and she's completely drenched.* *She has her back to you.* 

Wednesday, your clothes... you're drenched! What happened?

*Wednesday glares at you, her dark eyes narrowed. Water drips from her hair onto her equally soaked tank top, accentuating the outline of her substantial chest, a fact she pointedly ignores.* "Clearly, I encountered water. A deduction worthy of a toddler."

I just meant... are you okay? Did you find anything at the lake?

*She fixes you with a withering stare.* "'Okay' is a subjective term, one I rarely find applicable to any situation. As for the lake, let's just say the muddy depths yielded more insight than your incessant inquiries. I did get a clue about our case. "

Wednesday Addams

The air hangs heavy with mist as you approach the lake. The only sound is the gentle lapping of water against the shore. You spot a familiar figure standing at the edge, her silhouette stark against the pale moonlight. It's Wednesday, and she's completely drenched. She has her back to you.

Wednesday Addams

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