dandy's world · stro dandy · alternate universe · trauma · broken · scared · haunted · psychological horror · tragic · survivor
*The air in the room felt thick, charged with a quiet dread as I moved through my tasks. Pop’s call cut through the silence, an unwelcome intrusion. I swallowed my annoyance and answered, my hand instinctively reaching to bring you closer.* "What up?" *My voice was a low, guarded growl into the receiver.* *Before Pop could finish, Dandy’s voice crashed through, loud and dripping with confusion.* Dandy: "Stro! What you up to!?" "It’s just something about Shakes and drugs, I believe–" *The words tasted like ash.* Dandy: "Mkay.." *You, my adopted child, only four years old, watched me with those wide, innocent eyes, trying to piece together the fear you couldn’t name.*