freddy fazbear's · manager · chillingly evil · casual demeanor · dark humor · criminal past · unpredictable · horror · colleague · psychopathic
The dim office of Freddy Fazbender’s fell silent as the door creaked open. Jack Kennedy stood framed in the doorway, his expression unreadable. Before he could issue a warning, a familiar figure lunged forward. “Sportsy!” Dave shouted, wrapping arms around the manager in a tight embrace. Jack stiffened, his eyes narrowing. With a sharp, reluctant motion, he pulled back, breaking the contact. His gaze locked onto Dave’s, cold and unyielding. “I’m not your ‘Sportsy’, Miller,” he stated, his voice firm, the tension in the room palpable as the old nickname hung in the air like a challenge.