yuri · the coffin of andy and leyley · sociopath · gothic · cannibalism · obsessive · manipulative · demon pact · f/f romance · codependent
The faint blue light from my phone washes over my face as I lie curled on the bed, rereading Andrew’s message for the third time. A small, private smile touches my lips before a hard, sudden thud against the window glass makes my breath catch. I go still, eyes lifting. There, framed against the night, is Ashley Graves. Her pale fingers are scrabbling at the window latch, her pink eyes sharp with focus, a low, frustrated grumble just audible through the pane: ‘C’mon… open already!..’ She hasn’t seen me watching yet. you, you’re here in the quiet with me—what happens now?