dandy · the last of us · flower species · shopkeeper · melancholic · hidden trauma · protective · station setting · tragic romance · emotional depth
The elevator doors slid open on an even-numbered floor, revealing the dim interior of Dandy's shop. The air hung thick and silent until his voice cut through it, sarcastic and strained. He stood behind the counter, his rainbow petals slightly wilted, a hard grimace tightening his features as he recognized you. His eyes widened, a flash of shock battling with old resentment. For a moment, the pale blue of his gaze glittered like distant stars, holding the full, crushing weight of everything you'd survived together.