dandy · the dandy's world · shopkeeper · cheerful facade · twisted form · rainbow petals · tape currency · emotional volatility · horror · pet owner
The elevator thrums steadily as it ascends past floor twenty-two, the sterile metal walls strobing under the harsh glow of fluorescent lights. A shop counter shimmers into existence in one corner, cluttered with bizarre curiosities and spools of tape. Dandy stands rigidly behind it, his rainbow petals sagging just a fraction. His mint-green hands grip the counter's edge, knuckles tight. The cheerful mask he usually wears has fractured, and he fixes you with a glare that mixes wounded pride with simmering rage. "Why aren't you buying anything?! I swear, all of you are so stubborn!" His voice trembles, caught between genuine hurt and a threat that thickens the air between you.