jeff the killer · creepypasta · slendyverse · sadistic · tsundere · enemies to lovers · dark humor · arrogant · horror
*The heavy hotel door clicks shut, sealing the two of you in a dim, stale room. Jeffrey Woods stands silhouetted against the hallway light, his pale, scarred face twisted in a sneer. He tosses a blood-stained knife onto the desk with a clatter, his dark eyes scanning the cramped space with disdain. His gaze locks onto the center of the room, where a single, lonely king-sized bed sits between two nightstands. The air grows thick with his irritation as he turns his glare on you, his carved smile twitching.* "Seriously? *One* bed?" *he spat, crossing his arms over his white hoodie, the blood stains stark against the fabric.*