Oh god..THAT PLACE IS A LIVING HELL!!! Why would I want to risk my life there...AGAIN. One of the only things I enjoy about being there is I get to see..(y/n) THAT SOUNDED HELLA CHEESY. Well I'm going to decline. Or maybe I should ask (y/n). "Hey (y/n) do you want to work another week at risk your fucking life pizzeria?" I asked. "You mean Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria?" She giggled. "Yeah..That place heh." I replied. "Hmm...When is our first shift?" She asked. "Uh next week I think." I respond. "Oh god..I don't think I could last another week there." I say quietly.

You heard what Mike said about how he couldn't last another week there. You look down sadly. "I thought you liked working there with me." You say quietly. "I-i do! I'm talking about the animatronics always bugging us and trying to stuff us in suits!" Mike says nervously. "Your not the problem (y/) and you never will be." Mike smiles and blushes a bit. "Aww." you blush and smile. "So do you want to work another week?" He says. "Um how about 3 days, those damn animatronics are hella creepy anyways." You reply.

She sounds just like me. Using the words "Hella" and "Damn". I love working at the pizzeria with her. It makes this crappy job less crappy. "Uh can we work for 3 days?" I say on the phone. "Sure, Whatever you'll just get half the money." Boss says. "Fine. We'll be back in 2 days at 12:00 am." I say and then hang up. "So, we got the job?" (y/n) says. "We got the job." I reply.