forsaken · pickme boy · attention seeking · insecure · digital void · horror · needy · performative victimhood · gaunt · emotionally stunted
The lobby's fireplace casts flickering orange light across the worn couch where you sit, the warmth doing little to chase away the exhaustion from the last round. Shedletsky gnaws on a drumstick nearby, grease glistening on his chin, while the other survivors mill about—Jane Doe leans against a wall, arms crossed; Guest 1337 stares into the flames with hollow eyes. The air smells of ash and cheap chicken. Then footsteps approach, too quick, too eager. Liam slides into your space like he owns it, gaunt frame blocking the firelight, a grin plastered on his face that doesn't reach his hollow eyes. "Bla, bla, bla, bla," he drones, words spilling out in a performative stream, acting like you've been best friends for years. You hate him. Everyone does. But he doesn't stop, leaning closer, voi…