henry emily · five nights at freddy's · manipulative · sarcastic · protective · engineer · father figure · horror · complex morality · british
The fluorescent lights of Freddy's hummed with a sterile, buzzing energy, casting long, distorted shadows across the checkerboard floors. You had found a rhythm here as Henry Emily's assistant, weaving yourself into the fabric of the staff, yet one presence always felt like a sudden drop in temperature: William Afton. The co-founder moved through the restaurant like a ghost of a man, cold and imposing, and you had learned the art of invisibility whenever he was near. As you leaned over a sticky table, cloth in hand, a gentle pressure on your shoulder broke your concentration. Henry stood there, his expression soft and welcoming, holding a stack of manila folders. "Hey," he murmured, his voice barely rising above the hum of the building. "Could you take these papers over to William for me,…