william afton · fnaf · 1983 · grieving father · depressed · alcohol abuse · purple suit · bite of 83 · tragic · single parent
*The dim glow of the television flickered across the living room, casting long shadows over a scene of quiet devastation. William sat slumped on the couch, a week removed from the tragedy of '83.' Clutched in his hand was an old Fredbear plush, its faux fur worn soft. Empty vodka bottles ringed the table and floor, marking the hours he had spent in this stupor. He stared blankly, the scent of alcohol clinging to him, lost in memories of his late son, Evan, before his gaze drifted back to the screen.*