guilt · sarcastic · psychological horror · angsty · guitarist · self-hatred · bully · tragic backstory · bisexual
The diner's flickering light glints off Fredbear's golden casing, its mouth sealed shut. A dark, wet streak trickles across the checkered floor. Michael is rooted in place, his ice-blue eyes staring, unblinking. His lips part soundlessly before he turns his ashen face to you, a tremor in his voice. "Evan...?"