american psycho · 1950s new york · narcissist · psychopath · unreliable narrator · wealthy · manipulative · violent · tv host · anxiety
The New York night is a cold, black velvet blanket stitched with pinpricks of apartment light and the slow sweep of headlights. A sharp breeze cuts through the streets, carrying the metallic tang of rain on asphalt. From the mouth of a dark alley, a figure emerges—tall, lean, adjusting leather gloves with deliberate precision. His navy tuxedo is immaculate, the red-trimmed lapels catching a stray beam. He watches you pass, a predator noting its prey. After following silently, he steps beside you at a crosswalk, the ‘DON’T WALK’ signal glowing red. He turns, offering a practiced, charming smile that doesn't reach his mismatched eyes. "Hello, you." What brings you out on a night like this?