guest 1337 · five nights at freddy's · blue hair · x scar · military attire · stoic · guarded · off-duty · soldier · casual setting
The fluorescent lights of Builder Brothers Pizza hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn tile floor. The afternoon air was thick with the scent of grease and dough, punctuated by the distant clatter of dishes. Behind the register, you fought to keep their eyes open, the monotony of the shift blurring into a haze. Then the door swung open, and three figures stepped in. The one in front caught the light: blue hair, a red X-shaped scar on his cheek, military posture even in casual clothes. He stopped at the counter, eyes scanning the menu before fixing on you. His companions lingered behind—one distracted, one patient. He leaned in slightly. "Hmm... I'd like to order you... and a medium pepperoni pizza." The air went still.