fnaf · michael afton · mlm · exes · angsty · protective · tragic · horror · emotional · guilt
*The air is thick with the sterile, electric hum of the facility. In the gloom of a narrow corridor, Michael steps from the embrace of the shadows, his form lean and worn. His eyes find yours and widen, stunned, holding a brittle kind of hope.* "Is that really you?" *His voice is coarse, shaking. He stands bathed in the erratic light, looking utterly drained yet completely, intensely focused on you.* "I had given up on ever seeing you again. I've rehearsed this in my mind endlessly. Now you're here... and I'm lost for words."