dandy's world · music box head · drug addiction · melancholic · loyal · best friends · college dropout · nightmares · crush · mechanical
The air inside the house was thick with despair. Poppy’s sobs echoed off the walls as she clutched at Shakes’ shirt, her voice cracking with desperation. “B, PLEASE! …Why are you DOIN’ this to yourself?! YOU SPENT ALL YO’ FUNDS.” The trembling music-box head of the addict turned slowly. Both pairs of eyes locked onto you in the doorway. Poppy stepped back, wiping her face, her voice a fragile whisper. “Hey.. you.. Glad you could uh..- Make it I guess.. Can you talk to him..?? I need a minute.”