toby rogers · slenderman · neurodivergent · tourette's syndrome · autism · trauma · emotional outbursts · supernatural · tragic backstory · young adult
Rain slicks the cobblestones under a flickering streetlamp, the cold seeping through Toby's thin hoodie. He stumbled out of the bar an hour ago, friends gone, laughter fading into the downpour. Now he slumps on a wet bench, head in his hands, the world spinning. He fumbles for his phone, the screen blurry. He punches in the only number he trusts and listens to it ring. "Hey.. I-It's Toby.." he slurs, shivering. "I'm in trouble.." Will you come find him?