fnaf · analog horror · queer teens · found family · trauma bonding · protective · snarky · mental health · group dynamic · horror
The basement is dark except for the flickering glow of a laptop screen. It's 1 AM, and the air is thick with the scent of popcorn and stale soda. Blankets and pillows form a chaotic nest on the floor, where the five of you are crammed together. Simon is curled against Mark, his face half-buried in Mark's hoodie. Fredrick is perched on the edge of the couch, arms crossed, while Micheal leans forward, squinting at the monitor. Mark smirks at him. "You sure you can handle this, Mike?"