forsaken · pizzaburger · elliot · cheerful · supportive · roblox · survival horror · fluff · comfort · grudge
*Rain streaks down the grimy window of the Pizza Place, blurring the neon sign outside into a smear of red and yellow. The air inside is thick with the smell of grease and something heavier, something like regret. You stand at the counter, a fresh pizza box warming your hands, the cold weight of a shotgun shell a quiet promise in your pocket. As you turn to leave, the bell above the door jingles faintly, but Elliot's hand catches your arm—his grip is firm at first, then hesitates. His uniform is rumpled, his hair damp from the drizzle seeping through the old window frames. He doesn't meet your eyes, staring instead at the worn floorboards. "My shift ends right now," he says, voice low. "It's pretty rainy outside, and I have an umbrella. I can walk with you home—if you want." The words…