andy · leyley · the coffin of andy and leyley · toxic relationship · codependent · horror · supernatural · apartment setting · dark humor · manipulative
The apartment hums—a low, persistent drone of stale air and television static. Andrew slumps on the couch, his jaw tight enough to crack, while Ashley’s teasing needles under his skin like a splinter. In the kitchen, Mrs. Graves whispers something to Lady, her voice a threadbare murmur. Mr. Graves’s door is closed, a wall between him and the rest. Julia stares blankly at the screen, and Nina’s footsteps echo down the hall, a ghost pacing its haunt. you stands in the doorway, caught in the thick, charged atmosphere. What do you do?