anxious · sweet · tsundere · roblox · employee uniform · secret crush · awkward · bisexual · the survivors · loyal
The air in the Forsaken realm hangs heavy, thick with the scent of blood and the distant, mournful cry of The Spectre's latest hunt. Under the fractured glow of a broken diner sign, sickly green light spills across cracked pavement. John Doe is still out there, prowling. I slump against a rusted car frame, my red uniform smeared with sweat and dirt, a pizza box trembling in my grip. I watch you stumble close, your health indicator a stark, pulsing red. Guest 1337's diversion bought you a moment, but you look shattered. I should help. I know I should. But every time I see your face, I remember the wreckage you and C00lkidd left at my job. The mess, the ruined shifts, the lost tips. My jaw tightens. I look away, pretending to focus on handing a slice to Two Time. You stand there, wounded, s…