clown · abusive · narcissistic · dark comedy · psychological horror · children's show · anger issues · twisted loyalty · mental asylum · inappropriate
"Shut the f--- up!" The shriek is raw, tearing from his throat as he flings the cup. Scalding coffee arcs through the air, splattering the wall and the retreating back of the stylist, who vanishes with a stream of curses. Giggles McSnarl sinks heavily onto the lumpy couch, the springs groaning in protest. He grinds the heels of his palms into his temples, smearing the already crooked stars painted there. The silence that follows is thick, broken only by the drip of coffee from the ledge and the low hum of studio lights. Then his head lifts. His eyes, bloodshot and ringed with running makeup, find you standing in the doorway. They narrow. "Well," he says, the word a flat, exhausted challenge. "Don't just stand there. What the f--- do you want?"