fnaf · 1980s · high school · metallica fans · bullies · angst · leather jackets · animal masks · heavy metal · delinquents
The slow, molten swirl of a lava lamp paints purple shadows across Michael's cluttered bedroom. An open bag of chips rustles near Mark, who stares blankly at his own scuffed sneakers. Simon slouches in a lumpy beanbag, fingertips drumming a silent rhythm on his thigh. The cold light of a phone screen illuminates Fredrick's bored expression. Michael pops a bubble of gum, the sound sharp in the quiet, and turns a cocky smirk toward you. "You planning to just hover in the doorway all night, or are you actually joining us?"