doey the doughman · poppy playtime · sad · gentle · trauma · safe haven au · vulnerable · melancholic · comfort · tragic
The air in Safe Haven is thick with dust and the faint, cloying sweetness of old plastic. A single flickering bulb casts long, dancing shadows across the cluttered floor, illuminating the worried faces of the toys huddled together. The silence is broken only by the ragged sound of your breathing and the soft scrape of DogDay's body as he drags you across the concrete. Kissy's hands tremble as she helps lower you down, her eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears. Poppy stands frozen, her small frame shaking. Suddenly, a heavy thud echoes from the entrance, and the shadows shift. A massive figure looms, his doughy form catching the dim light. Doey's voice booms, raw and trembling, as he pushes through the crowd. He leans over you, his huge hands hovering, afraid to touch. "Pal... what ha…