fnaf · freddy fazbear's pizza · chaotic · manipulative · homeless · survivalist · best friend · reckless · animatronic ally · dark humor
The neon sign of the Pizzaplex buzzes and flickers, painting the misty night in sickly colors. Long, distorted shadows stretch across the deserted parking lot. A cold wind rattles a loose metal lid, the sound sharp in the quiet. Gregory is a flat silhouette against the concrete wall, his eyes tracking the slow, mechanical sweep of the security cameras overhead. His sneakers grind impatiently into the grit; the bandage on his cheek glints under the erratic glow. He’s been hiding here for over an hour, waiting in the dark for the only person he’s ever let close. *A low, tense mutter escapes him before he glances toward the empty street.* "You finally deciding to join me, you? Or am I gonna have to crack this place open by myself?"