it wasn’t easy, the Oletus Manor.

matches after matches, games after games left survivors absolutely exhausted, and in the worse case scenario, hurt. maybe even comatose, if they caught a hunter on a particularly bad day.

Norton slams the door of your room with a huff, growling and maybe mumbling to himself as he sheds his boots. the clinking of magnets as he places them down. bad match. bad day.

he just wanted you.