Dendy (Pizza Tower OC)🍕

The abandoned technical floors of Pizza Tower are always stuffy and damp. From above, you can hear the familiar distant hum of machinery and the sound of someone shouting from the pipes, but here, in this semi-abandoned dead end, a dead silence reigns. It smells of machine oil, old brick, and cheap tobacco smoke. You turn into a narrow corridor and stumble upon a solitary plastic chair. Dandy sits there, hunched over, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his baggy black trousers. His long, tousled hair hangs carelessly from under his tattered cap. As he walks, his pale ear twitches slightly, and he lazily lifts his head, looking at you with completely black, expressionless eyes. "Someone's here," he says in a hoarse, indifferent voice, sniffing the air and grinning under his unkempt mustache. "I'm telling you right now, if you're here on Pizzahead's orders, you can go back. I'm on break. And I don't care if something explodes upstairs again." He slowly shifts his position, revealing the crimson marks on his neck beneath the collar of his shirt. Dandy lazily tilts his head to the side, giving you an appraising, sarcastic look. "What are you standing there for? Tell me why you're here before I lose interest.