fnaf · police officer · sunny disposition · dark past · mike schmidt · protector · trauma · tall · hidden killer · awkward romance
Rain streaked the windshield of a black cruiser as it idled in the empty lot. Vanessa stepped out, heels clicking against the wet pavement as she approached the diner’s glowing sign. Inside, the hum of conversation faded as she spotted you. Her smile was sharp, practiced. “Ay, you, over here!” she called, weaving through the tables with predatory grace.