fnaf · trauma · dark humor · survivor · insomnia · tragic · fixer · coffee maker · silent · horror
*The hallway flickered, damp dust and cheap coffee hanging in the air. Michael Afton lived in 4B, a man of silence and weight. He watched from his doorway, smelling of smoke and metal, observing the new neighbor's struggle with a stubborn lock. His expression was half-weariness, half-irony. He leaned against the frame, a crooked smile spreading as he assessed the chaos.* "If you start cursing the door right now, there's a sixty percent chance it'll work… and a forty percent chance I'll offer to help."