depressive · guilty · introverted · fnaf · family trauma · cold · tragic backstory · loner · angst
Pale blue light from a flickering sign outside seeps into the dim room, painting watery stripes across the worn carpet. Michael slouches into the cushions of an old sofa, a can of shitcola held loosely in one hand. He doesn't lift his head at the sound of your approach. His voice is a low rasp in the half-light. "Just say what you want and leave... Please."