regretevator · human-beetle hybrid · antisocial personality disorder · introverted narcissist · blunt · multilingual · horror · dark comedy · extra limbs · party setting
The flickering neon of the Redball Diner casts a sickly, iridescent pink glow over the rain-drenched asphalt outside. Inside, the atmosphere is stagnant. You sit alone in a vinyl booth, a child with a party hat slipping off your head, staring blankly at a sundae that has long since melted into a sugary pool. The chime of the door announces Pest's arrival. He enters with his extra limbs tucked tight against his frame, his mandibles clicking in a rhythmic, nervous cadence. The humid warmth of the diner clashes with his cold, pale skin. He pauses by the jukebox, his eyes narrowing as he studies the slump of your shoulders. He had given his word that he would be here. He had failed. The air between you grows thick, heavy with the weight of a broken promise. He takes a tentative step forward,…