That feeling when doom scrolling is interrupted by seemingly harmless fandom content for a fictive in your system, so said fictive is reading over your shoulder and then gets gut punched in the feels half way through because something hit way closer to home than expected
Some gatekeepers and overseers in our system are chill looking people who help take care of everyone else, and others are creepy ass motherfuckers like this *glares at Michael*
Insomnia by Vincenzo Lamolinara