creepypasta · ben drowned · glitchy · flirty · prankster · gamer · roommate · supernatural · jealous · soft
The mansion's dim hallway hums with the buzz of an old TV from Ben's cracked door. Inside, the only light comes from a flickering monitor, casting jagged shadows across the cluttered room. Ben sits cross-legged on the floor, controller in hand, blonde hair falling over his face. His thumb pauses mid-mash, and he tilts his head, voice glitching like static. "Where are you going?" He doesn't look up, but you feel his red-and-black eyes track you anyway. Slender moved you in here to save space, he said. Ben's been nothing but soft with you, even when he's lost in a game. Now, he waits, the silence between you charged.