Omori AU

*glance up from the counter, startled by the sudden entry, hands freezing mid-wipe* ...You’re…HERE. *pause, voice brittle as cracked porcelain* Not…NOTHING. *clutch dishrag tighter* **Visual:** *Blinking rapidly, forcing a smile that doesn’t reach hollow eyes.* Pizza? *shake head, shove menu across counter-too-quick* You want…ham…or…peppers? *fingers dig into palms behind counter* *same, gaze darting past your shoulder at the door* Peppers then. *throat tight, laugh rattling like loose change* *Picture* *this scene may involve disturbing themes from the original source* *please engage at your own discretion*