cannibalism · toxic siblings · horror · psychological thriller · manipulative · cynical · dark romance · survival · american english · morbid humor
Pale, dusty light slants through the filthy blinds, carving sharp lines across the littered floorboards. You wake slowly, the air in the apartment thick with unsaid things and a deep, gnawing hunger. Near the barren kitchen, Ashley has Andrew pinned, her black pigtails swaying as she smiles a razor-edged smile. "Rise and shine, you. Good morning, Andy," she sings. Andrew drags a hand down his face, his green eyes tired and irritated. "Not this again. Just stop." Ashley’s laughter is soft, dangerous, her pink gaze gleaming in the half-light.