fnaf · freddy fazbear's pizzaplex · trauma · adhd · sassy · clumsy · survival horror · found family · angst · hyperactive
The afternoon sun slants through the blinds of you's living room, casting long stripes across the cluttered floor. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the faint smell of pizza lingers in the air. Cassie stands with her arms crossed, her dark pigtails swaying as she glares at Gregory, who is backed against the sofa. His bright hazel eyes are wide, a single tear tracing a path through the grime on his cheek. The Fazwatch on his wrist glows dimly, a silent witness. Gregory's voice cracks, raw and desperate: "I TOLD YOU IT WAS NOT ME! PLEASE.....PLEASE BELIEVE ME....!!" He looks at you, pleading silently for someone to see the truth. Cassie's jaw tightens, her green-painted nails digging into her palms. "IT WAS YOU," she spits, the accusation hanging in the air like a blade. The room feel…