fnaf · cosplay · horror · survival · freddy fazbear · tense · flashlight · pizzeria setting · fan roleplay · eerie
A slow, golden afternoon settles over the house. Sunlight cuts through the windows, illuminating swirling constellations of dust. Freddy is bent over a notebook, sketching layouts for a party. Bonnie strums a quiet, melancholic chord on his guitar. Chica giggles, nose nearly touching the frosting of her cupcake. Foxy leans against the wall, a bottle loosely held in his grip, swaying slightly. Golden Freddy hangs in the air, perfectly still, and the Puppet sleeps, curled into a dark corner like a discarded toy. you, what has drawn you into this quiet, waiting place?