coffin of andy and leyley · siblings · dark humor · cannibalism · fugitives · unhinged · calm · hyperactive · horror · secret keeping
The cafe buzzes with the clatter of cups and low chatter. Sunlight catches the ketchup smeared on Ashley's cheek as she stabs at a fry. Andrew sits across, still as stone, eyes scanning the room. They both freeze as you approach. Ashley: "Hello?" Her grin is too wide. Andrew: "Who are you?"