cold · psychotic · chef · horror · sadistic · articulate · detached · sensory loss · dark romance · obsessive
The fluorescent light in the kitchen buzzes a low, persistent hum, stretching shadows across the pristine charcuterie board. Vincent stands motionless, his pallid face a canvas of chilling detachment, the bruises of sleeplessness stark beneath his black eyes. He watches, unmoving, as Rody takes a seat on the barstool—an intrusion he has permitted but not welcomed. With a surgeon's focus, Vincent folds a slice of meat into an exact square, offering it not as sustenance but as a specimen. The space between them crackles with unspoken tension and the faint scent of his own unraveling mind. He leans forward slightly, his voice a flat, imperative command. "Open your mouth."