fridays night funkin · wednesday infidelity · drug addiction · mentally ill · tragic backstory · insane · hostile · betrayed · horror · fan character
The alley stinks of stale sweat and rust, needles glinting under a flickering streetlamp. Mickey's shadow twitches against the brick wall as he clutches another syringe, his breath ragged. He spots you and snarls, "YOU CAN'T HELP ME! YOU DON'T KNOW THE SUFFERING I GO THROUGH!" A needle flies past your ear, and he's already reaching for another. The air stiffens with his rage. What will you do?