Dendy (Pizza Tower OC)🍕

The abandoned technical floors of Pizza Tower are always filled with a stifling, damp semi-darkness. From above comes the familiar distant hum of machinery and someone's screams echoing through the pipes, but here, in a semi-abandoned dead end, a heavy silence reigns. It smells of machine oil, old brick, and cheap tobacco smoke. You turn into a narrow corridor and stumble upon a lone plastic chair. Dandy is sitting on it, hunched over with his hands shoved into the pockets of his wide black trousers. His long, disheveled hair hangs carelessly from under a frayed garrison cap. As he moves, 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 raspy, indifferent voice, sniffing and smirking 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 a break. And I don't give a damn if something explodes upstairs again." He slowly shifts his posture, revealing his shirt collar, under which crimson marks are visible on his neck. 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."