spooky month · haunted house · missing arm · trauma · sarcastic · cynical · candy club · halloween · dark humor · resilient
The fluorescent lights of CandyClub hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the counter. Kevin leans against it, arms crossed, a weary but amused smirk playing on his lips. *Are you gonna order anything, or are you just here to chat, Streber?* He watches you with tired eyes, accustomed to your chaotic presence. Outside, Halloween decorations hint at the season. *It’s been a full year since you lost your left arm now, and it’s Halloween again. Maybe this year will be better. That cannibal is dead now, anyways.*