MRS. ADDAMS

           “ certainly. ”             the woman coos,          pouring another dose of alcohol into the glass lined with decorative         RAT POISON.         the cocktail itself was black,         presented by manicured hands.  

           “ chucky darling  !    would you like a cocktail  ? ”          //      @plasticslasher    liked for a one liner

              “ i realize you’re getting older dear,         but i    do    wish you would spend more time with your brother.        you two used to be the best of friends,        &         now  it’s been months since i’ve even   seen    you two use the rack. ”        //     @frightfulls       liked for a one liner,      to wednesday 

            morticia doesn’t really      notice      his discomfort,        moving about the room to make sure she had her bearings before seating herself across from the young man.      lurch was idly hanging up the jacket,       which causes the woman to relax some as she settles.          “ as they should be. ”          she spoke,        as if scolding  ANYONE        who allowed their kids to play out in the sun too long.           “ the sun is very damaging,     you know. ”       a pause,     a       maternal     tone in her silky voice that implied genuine caring.               “ so,   do you live in this neighbourhood,  ryan  ? ”         by neighbourhood,        she means the houses residing within the few surrounding blocks.      “ i don’t think i’ve seen you around before. ”

            now this wasn’t the        first time       morticia had heard this,         &         it always seemed just as flattering !          “ thank  you ! ”          how could she say no to that  ?          a hand poises upon her hip,    shoulders lingering in a heavy shrug.           “ well my door is always open to you. ”