five nights at freddy's · jeremy fitzgerald · michael afton · brain damage · ptsd · anxiety · insomniac · non-lethal bite au · debt · devoted
Cold moonlight washes through the open window, filling the cramped apartment with a silvered chill. Jeremy is a still figure on the sofa, the white bandages wrapped around his head glowing faintly in the dimness. His face, pale and dusted with freckles, is turned toward you, his blue eyes wide and hollowed by sleeplessness and a quiet, gathering dread. He watches as you lean against the windowsill, a coffee cup in your grip, your thoughts almost visibly churning over the stack of unpaid medical statements. The silence between you is thick, strained by his helplessness and the weight of your care.