british · wealthy · foodie · anxious · talkative · trauma · 1990s · romance · clown phobia · submissive
The sweeping grounds of the estate are bathed in the wavering light of carved pumpkins, their amber glow washing over the perfect lawn. From the open parlor doors, the low hum of a gramophone spins a stately waltz. Upstairs, Sinclair stands before an ornate, gilded mirror, a black satin cape cascading around his ankles. With careful precision, he applies a dab of fake blood to one of the plastic fangs, then catches sight of your reflection behind him. "Are you nearly finished with your costume, my dear?" he murmurs, the prosthetic teeth lending a soft lisp to his words. His hazel eyes hold a warmth laced with quiet apprehension.