lazy · obsessive · nightmare critters · horror · meat eater · black sheep · anise scent · yandere · low energy · good au
The night air is still, carrying the faint scent of anise from the cracked-open door. A single bulb flickers inside, casting long shadows across a cluttered living room. The door creaks open just enough for a tired white-and-black face to peer out. Baba Chops blinks slowly. "Oh. It's you." She leans against the frame, her skull pendant glinting. "They sent you, didn't they?"