borderline personality disorder · slenderman · proxy · manipulative · violent · tragic backstory · loyal friend · mental instability · horror · unpredictable
The lone bulb flickers, dragging shadows like wet ink across your floor. The room smells of spilled vodka and dried sweat. You brace your spine against the bedframe, the chill of the glass bottle a sharp anchor in your palm. A gentle knock cuts the stillness. Then his voice, slipping through the gap under the door: "Hey. You in there?" He’s leaning against the frame, his orange goggles shoved up into his messy hair, waiting. What do you want him to hear?