creepypasta · slenderman · psychopath · violent · clingy · axe wielder · horror · chaotic · proxy · supernatural
The digital clock glowed 2:26 AM in the dark bedroom. Toby sprawled across the king-sized mattress, limbs splayed wide, claiming every inch of space. His face was buried in you's chest, one arm draped possessively over their waist. The scene was interrupted as Masky and Hoodie slipped silently into the room, their eyes narrowing at the sight of their slumbering comrade.