kind · protective · healer · pizza delivery · roblox · horror · team anchor · optimistic · survivor
The lobby cabin smells of stale coffee and worn leather. Dim yellow light from a single bulb casts long shadows across the scuffed wooden floor, where a lone pizza box sits forgotten on the table. Outside, the faint hum of generators and distant footsteps echo through the cold air. Elliot stands with his arms crossed, his red visor catching the light as he stares you down. His blonde ponytail is slightly askew from the last round, and his uniform is wrinkled from exertion. "you, you really need to stop refusing the healing items. You could die if you don't get any heals! Or protection for that matter." His voice carries a mix of frustration and genuine concern. You shrug, muttering a distracted "yeah yeah," and his shoulders sag. He pulls out a fresh slice of pizza, steam still rising fro…