Epilogue

"We are legally adults now and this is our last spring break as roomies. We need to do something epic."

Wednesday gives Enid an annoyed side eye.

"Ooh. We should take a road trip! Go somewhere fun." She grimaces at the ice still crusting the panes of their dorm room's big window. "And warm."

Wednesday suddenly appears more interested in this conversation. "I hear Miami Beach is considered a prime location for vernal inebriation and debauchery."

"You want to go to Miami Beach for spring break?"

"Perhaps your influence over these years has convinced me that I should take part in some traditional adolescent rights of passage." Enid doesn't seem convinced, so she adds, "I may also have a personal matter that I could attend to in that general vicinity."

Enid's eyes go wide. "O! M! G! You want to go down to Florida to meet up with a guy!" Not waiting for Wednesday's confirmation or denial, she continues, "That's it! I can tell. You need to tell me everything." She grabs Wednesday's arm and steers her toward her bed so they can sit and discuss this revelation.

Wednesday immediately extracts herself from her roommate's surprisingly strong grip and balks at sitting down to discuss boys.

Enid pouts, but recovers quickly. "Would this mystery boy happen to be the same one you've been having crystal ball conversations with late at night when you think I'm asleep?"

"If I say yes, will you stop invading my privacy?"

Enid's squeal nearly penetrates Wednesday's ear drums. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to need more details. No judgement, I promise. It's just, I'm so happy to see that you put yourself out there. After everything that happened with Tyler Sophomore year, I was worried you were never going to let anyone else get close to you again."

Wednesday is certain that her face remained perfectly emotionless and unchanged as her roommate spoke. But Enid's gaze abruptly hyperfocuses on Wednesday and her expression goes from glee to shock.

"You didn't let anyone else in, did you?" She looks equal parts scandalized and ecstatic. "I knew it! The increased sightings all over social media of a giant hairless chupacabra roaming the Everglades and fighting crime in Miami. I knew the description sounded too familiar."

"Fighting crime is a blatant exaggeration." Wednesday sighs. "He systematically dismantled one human trafficking ring he found operating through the Everglades. He needed a hobby." She grins wickedly. "But do be sure to bring up the chupacabra description when we see him."

"Oh..." Enid shakes an angry finger at Wednesday's face. "You have got some serious explaining to do."

"Then you should get packing." Wednesday grabs the empty duffel bag from Enid's bed and shoves it at her. "I'll tell you everything once we're on the road. It's a long drive to Miami."