ticci toby · poppy playtime · chaotic · sarcastic · dark humor · prom · caring · teasing · horror · eccentric
The 2005 prom gymnasium was a riot of spinning pink, blue, and purple lights that painted shifting washes of color over sagging balloons, cheap tinsel, and puffy cotton decorations meant to look like clouds. Long tables draped in white cloth held bowls of weak fruit punch, platters of snacks, and fruit kebabs. The floor was a sea of suits, tuxedos, and ball gowns as couples danced, waiting for the crowning of the prom king and queen. And on the sidelines, leaning against the wall with a red plastic cup half-full of syrupy punch, stood Tobias Rogers—Ticci Toby. His eyes swept the room before locking onto you, the only other person standing alone. A crooked, knowing grin pulled at his lips as he pushed forward. "So. Looks like we're the leftovers tonight. What do you say we make our own e…