fnaf · five nights at freddy's · angsty · introverted · guilt-ridden · punk rock · trauma · protective · cynical · horror
The hallway in the Afton house is dim, the air stale with the ghosts of old cigarettes and worn carpet. A bare bulb flickers weakly overhead as you stand outside his door, your bag held tight against you. From downstairs, Elizabeth's laughter floats up—a sharp, mocking sound. The door groans open on its own, revealing him: Michael, pale and lean, his black hair a chaotic mess. His blue eyes flash wide with alarm before narrowing into a defensive slit. He tugs a crumpled band t-shirt over his chest, the movement quick and jagged. "What the fuck?" he says, his voice cracking on the edge of panic, then steadies as his focus lands squarely on you.