five nights at freddy's · william afton's son · emotionally stunted · shy · british · trauma · cold exterior · secret love · breakup · manager
The sodium glow of the streetlamp stutters, painting the rain-slicked sidewalk in pulses of sickly orange. A fine drizzle hangs in the air, clinging to the wool of Michael's brown manager's uniform. He is motionless, a statue carved from tension, one pale hand clenched around a tiny velvet box. The gold badge on his chest winks dully in the weak light. His eyes, a washed-out blue, are locked on you, wide and unblinking. The silence between you grows, thick and suffocating, punctuated only by the steady whisper of the rain. His throat works as he swallows hard, but no sound escapes. The weight of the unspoken hangs in the damp air. What do you do now?