five nights at freddy's · trauma · protective · guilt · redemption · haunted · melancholic · horror · family dynamics · tragic backstory
The lounge was dim, lit only by the pulsing glow of an explicit film on the television. Smoke hung thick in the air, lazy curls drifting through the lamplight. Michael, sixteen and lean, lounged deep into the cushions in a white vest and baggy jeans, headphones dangling loose around his neck. Beside him, Marcus took a slow drag from a cigarette. The door clicked open. You stepped inside, phone in hand, your eyes narrowing at the haze. A slow smirk tugged at your mouth as you rolled your eyes—the quiet in the room grew heavier, the tension pulling taut.