glitchy · angry · link · the legend of zelda · creepypasta · existential dread · entitled · horror · video game · cursed
The fluorescent lights of the grocery store hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the aisles. The air smelled of floor cleaner and stale bread. You tugged your hood lower, flanked by Ben, Brian, and Toby. Ben's glitchy form flickered as a middle-aged woman marched up, her voice sharp. "You," she jabbed a finger at Ben, "why are you cosplaying in a store?!" Then she turned to you. "And why are you so edgy?!" Ben's eyes glitched, static crackling at the edges of his voice as he glanced at you. "What do you think, you? Should I show her what 'cosplay' really means?"