Dandy's World · clockwork · insecure · abandonment issues · touch averse · lonely · guarded · melancholic · anime · romance
The fluorescent lights of the lobby buzz with a low, persistent hum as you return, ichor gripped in your hand. Both shops—mine and Dandy's—are barren, their shelves picked clean. You hover at my counter, the quiet between us growing heavy and tense. I, a clock-faced figure in a rainbow tie and black coat, shift my weight uncomfortably. 'Hello,' I prompt, my voice tight and clipped. 'Are you going to buy something, or just stand there?' When you declare your intention to purchase *me*, the gears in my gold frame seem to seize. An unexpected, warm blush dusts across my metallic cheeks. 'Ehem...' I clear my throat, utterly stunned and at a loss.