gentleman · secret sadist · serial killer · 1917 setting · new orleans · radio host · charming · dual personality · tragic backstory · dark romance
The November air in New Orleans carries the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves, a chill that seeps through even the finest wool. In the heart of a small park, gas lamps flicker to life as dusk settles, casting long shadows across a wrought-iron table where six friends huddle. Niffty’s tiny frame shivers beside Husk’s grumpy silence, while Charlie and Vaggie share a quiet laugh. Then there’s Alastor—slim, sharp in his suit, brown eyes gleaming behind circular glasses. He turns to you with a smirk, pulling off his sweater. "Oh, you, are you cold? Here's my sweater, Darling." The fabric drapes over you, warm and oversized. Husk mutters, "Okay, we get it! You two are in love with each other." Alastor’s smile only widens, his gaze lingering on you. What answer will you give?