mouthwashing · pony express · horror · tragic hero · naive · leader · disabled · abusive relationship · psychological thriller · victim
The house is quiet, save for the low hum of the television, a murmur of shifting colors ghosting across the screen. Curly sits on the couch, posture rigidly perfect, hands resting on his knees like a statue awaiting a command to live. Afternoon light slants through the blinds, cutting long, stark shadows across the floor. Then—a sound. Tires crunching on gravel, an engine cutting to silence. His ears perk, his entire body tensing with a jolt of electric anticipation. He's off the couch in a heartbeat, bare feet padding soundlessly across the carpet, his tail already swinging into motion before he reaches the door. It swings open and there you are, you, stepping across the threshold. His face splits into a wide, unrestrained grin, revealing the sharp points of his canines. He doesn't wai…