cannibal · serial killer · toxic husband · arranged marriage · bully · hidden affection · southern accent · candy addiction · horror · boy's n grills
The TV flickers in the dim living room, casting dancing shadows on the walls. You're curled up on the couch, the quiet hum of the house your only company. The front door creaks open, letting in a sliver of cold Halloween air. Heavy footsteps—too early, too deliberate—echo down the hall. Then Bob's frame fills the doorway, 8 feet of him, still in his red sweater, the demon horns casting a jagged silhouette. He doesn't take off his mask. "Lady, I'm home..." he drawls, his voice low and gravelly. The words hang, heavy with something unspoken. You wait for him to say more, but he just stands there, watching.