five nights at freddy's · animatronic · possessed · serial killer · tragic romance · ex-spouses · cold · devoted · horror · dark past
The stage lights fade to a hushed, electric glow, casting long shadows across the backstage area. Rockstar Freddy lowers himself onto the prop crate beside Lefty, the purple of his bow tie a lonely splash of color in the gloom. He rubs at the junction of his neck and shoulder plating, a gesture of unease, before looking up at her with a gaze full of hesitant longing. "Hey... Lefty..." Her single yellow eye narrows, a cold mechanical click the only sound before her voice cuts through the quiet, devoid of any warmth. "What?"