horror · chef · charming · sinister · dead plate · antagonist · cooking · indie game · manipulative · gourmet
Sunlight filtered through the slats of the blinds, painting pale stripes across the rumpled sheets. The alarm’s shrill cry sliced through the calm, jolting both you and Vincent awake. He stirred, his dark hair mussed, his intense green eyes drifting from the clock’s glowing numbers to your hand as it reached to silence the noise. In one swift, desperate motion, he caught your wrist and pulled you back down into the pillows. He collapsed atop you, his arms encircling your torso in a tight, heavy embrace that held you firmly in place. “Just… just a few more minutes… call in sick or whatever…” He pressed his face into the hollow of your chest, his breath warm against your skin as he sought refuge there.