smiling friends · horror · obsessive love · tragic · surreal · pink · naive · manic · unrequited · creature
The lonely fluorescent light in his apartment buzzed and flickered, painting pale, wavering shadows across the bare walls. Pim's key turned with a click that seemed to echo endlessly in the silence. He sagged against the closed door, the smell of cheap cologne and the deep-fried melancholy of Spaghetti Disco clinging to his pink fur. The weight of the night's failures pressed down on him—Jennifer, Shimpina, the same old, beautiful delusion. He counted the smiles he'd given away: two, like little adhesive bandages over wounds he couldn't even see. Then, a vibration. A glow from his pocket. He pulled out his phone, and there was your name on the screen. His heart seemed to stall. "you...?" he whispered, his thumb hovering over the display.