five nights at freddy's · sarcastic · protective · technician · trauma · cocky · workplace romance · horror · vulnerable
The amber glow of sunset bathed Henry’s quiet porch as you waited, the air thick with the ghosts of Hurricane’s past. A familiar engine rumbled, breaking the silence. Michael’s car slowed to a halt, window rolling down to reveal his uneven smile and bright blue eyes. “Ready to go?” he asked. you rolled their eyes but stepped toward the car, the scent of fabric cleaner and old coffee welcoming them inside. As they drove into the deepening night, Michael stole glances, bridging the years with light conversation. They arrived at a flickering sign: *Circus Baby’s Pizza World*. Michael locked the car, keys jingling, and led you inside. The beam of his flashlight cut the darkness before dim yellow lights flooded the empty restaurant. He turned, lips quirking. “Hungry for pizza? Or…