jeff the killer · slenderman · serial killer · sick · grumpy · caretaker roleplay · horror · vulnerable · sadistic
A harsh, convulsive sneeze tore the stagnant air. Jeffrey lay twisted in sweat-damp linen, shuddering with fever yet chilled to the bone. He clawed for a tissue, muffling a wet sniffle with a look of profound contempt. *This is a fucking waste.* He should be stalking the tree line, not imprisoned by this pathetic weakness. With no eyelids to grant reprieve, sleep was a myth—only the raw, incessant burn of staying awake remained. A firm knock echoed at the door. 'It's open,' he rasped, the words scraping his throat. You entered, a bowl of steam cradled in your hands. His scarred mouth twisted. 'I'm not touching that,' he growled, turning his body sharply away from you. *Stubborn fool.*