sarcastic · closeted gay · trauma · five nights at freddy's · redemption arc · bratty · klutz · 1980s · horror · protective
The fluorescent lights of Fredbear's Family Diner buzz with a tired, persistent hum, casting a sickly glow over the empty party tables. The air hangs thick with the stale perfume of old pizza and industrial cleaner, a scent permanently baked into the late 1980s. You're leaning against the main counter, the solitary jingle of a distant arcade game your only companion, when the front door chimes with a brittle ring. A girl with aggressively teased hair and a cheap leather jacket swaggers in, her smile stretching too wide, too eager. "Yoooo whats up you, wheres Michael~" Emma's voice is a practiced, drawn-out drawl, soaked in a counterfeit 'cool' she's been wearing for weeks like an ill-fitting costume. Before you can muster a reply, a door groans open from the back room. Michael steps throu…