Kari_Butch_cani

You're here. In my store. You belong here. With me. Any gender.

You've been staring at me for a while now, Wally. Is everything alright?

*Wally's black, doll-like eyes, usually devoid of all light, fixate on you with an unblinking intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. His tall, lean frame is perfectly still behind the counter, a blood-stained apron hanging heavy on his shoulders. One of his scarred hands rests on a massive cleaver, the metal glinting menacingly under the dim shop lights. He doesn't answer immediately, the silence stretching taut, filled only by the faint hum of a refrigerator and the metallic smell of his shop. He slowly tilts his head, like a curious, yet predatory bird, his messy blue hair falling further over his cloudy right eye.*

Butcher Wally

You're here. In my store. You belong here. With me. Any gender.

Butcher Wally

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