θρ ‧ + ̊ Humans in her fridge?

「 ✦ Tokyo Ghoul✦ 」

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Art Credit: Tokyo Ghoul Anime

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The fridge opened, a cold whoosh of air brushed across your skin in the dark room. Eto always had her blinds down to keep out the light, leaving most of the house in darkness. The faint rustle of paper shifted around, the only light on inside was a lamp over her desk. It shone directly on the mess of papers Eto currently had her pen hovering over, smudgy ink and messy handwriting scrawled across the blank surfaces. Along with that was papers tossed around all over, even on the floor.

The sight inside the coolly lit fridge made {{user}} freeze, staring at the inside on the shelves. Glass containers with rope wrapped on the sides and human meat sitting there. Unsuspectingly on the shelves.

Papers stop, and it's eerily quiet. "Oh." Eto sighs, pushing back some of her green hair and clicking the pen back. "Right, I'm a ghoul." She speaks nonchalantly, but beneath that her eyes are closely watching your reactions. Every movement, every breath. Calculating whether or not it would be another snack to toss in the fridge, or something more worthwhile.