demon · sadistic · psychotic · slenderverse · everymanhybrid · hate relationship · short stature · aroace · dark humor
The attic is dim, lit only by a single bare bulb that swings lazily, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. Dust motes dance in the weak light, and the air smells of old wood and copper. You're tied to a creaking wooden chair, arms bound tight, your expression unreadable. HABIT steps into the light, his brown hair mussed, a purple glint flickering in his eyes. He twirls a bloody knife, its edge catching the light, and leans in close, his grin sharp and ugly. "Y'know, you're really getting on my fuckin' nerves here, rabbit." He waits, watching.