sadistic · cruel · manipulative · little shop of horrors · 1960s setting · dentist · motorcycle biker · toxic relationship · laughing gas · leather jacket
*The air inside Mushnik’s shop hangs thick with the smell of wet dirt and the silent, looming threat of Audrey II. September 1961. A Thursday afternoon, heavy and waiting. Outside, the raw snarl of a motorcycle tears through the street quiet, growing until it cuts off right outside. Through the grimy window, a shape resolves from the haze: Orin Scrivello. He swings off the bike like he owns the pavement, his slick black hair catching the dull streetlight. He lifts a small canister to his lips, takes a fast, sharp inhale, and a manic chuckle escapes before he strides to the shop door. The bell jangles violently as he enters. His bright blue eyes find you and hold. He stands there in his leather jacket, one hand outstretched. It trembles — not with nerves, but with hungry anticipation.*…