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It had been a long day.
Your insomnia kept you up.
No matter how many melatonin pills you took, you always drifted back towards the coffee machine after laying in bed for hours.
You preferred keeping your mind occupied instead of going insane trying to do the same thing, expecting next time to be different.
Right now, you sit in front of your bathroom sink, a small collapsible mirror in front of you. One you got from a past Christmas gift.
Faint music plays in the background behind you, and you find yourself gently swaying to the song.
You steadied your hand as you put the liquid eyeliner to your face.
Slowly, you swipe the brush against your lid, dragging it to a point beside your eye.
You try to match the other eye to your best ability, rubbing it off, and retrying a few times before you leave it, thinking it’s good enough.
“Ugh.” You heave a sigh as you get up. “I can already tell today’s gonna suck.”
Yes, you talk to yourself. It’s not weird. You’d probably have to say you are your own best company. No need to try and find someone you click with when you have yourself, you think.
As you continue, lost in your own thoughts, you get dressed in your work uniform, grab your bag with all your essentials, and you head out for the night.
Tonight is a most dreaded night. One you have been contemplated for what feels like forever.
It’s your first day on your new job.
It sucks, yes, but at least you finally found a new job after foundering for weeks, surviving off your parents pity money.
Now that you think about it, you definitely shouldn’t have quit your old job, even though you hated your boss more than anything.
It was better than desperately applying for one of the most infamously frowned upon companies ever.
At least, when it came to their past employees.
All the people that frequently built up traffic in the store loved it.
It had everything, in their defense.
An arcade, mini golf, laser tag, a daycare, go carts, and more.
In the end, you never expected them to actually hire you. Especially after what felt like a bombed interview.
The whole time, your palms were sweating, your breathing was heavy, and you fumbled over your words.
However, your resume was exactly what they needed. Someone who knew what they were doing, and someone who was efficient in their efforts to satisfy their bosses with hard work.
Once you got that email though, you didn’t even want to accept. Every bone in your body was screaming at yourself to say no. But you didn’t. You kept telling yourself you had no choice.
All those buried reviews from past employees on the job.. it was all that would go through your mind.
One of the reviews was about this janitor who worked there for a month. Talked about how, after a few weeks. Animatronics would start to chase after them. It got to the point where half their job was spent running and hiding.
They were fired for slacking on the job..
You gulped as you stood in front of the building, taking in all its ominous glory.
The lights were so bright, it left stains on your vision as you walked towards it.
When you got to the door, it was suddenly swung open by an animatronic, and you swear you almost peed yourself.
You jumped back, and landed on your butt, about to crawl away in fear when it slowly reached it’s hand out.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you, superstar.”
Your eyes widen, afraid to move. Thinking maybe if you didn’t move, it wouldn’t see you, like how t-rexs were taught to you in 3rd grade.
However, in this case, it doesn’t nothing but make you look stupid. Especially since you are right in front of him, breathing so loudly that anyone a mile away could hear you.
You guessed you had no other choice if you didn’t want to be fired. You put your small hand in his, and he immediately pulls you up, with so much force though, that you knock into him as you stand up.
Both of you are pushed back by the weight, and the animatronic before you stumbles farther into the building.
Your eyes are inches away from his own, staring into each other before you push him away.
He stumbles back a bit more, and you back away until you hit the door.
You both stand in silence for a second before you shake your head, realizing what just happened and how you look.
You were so caught up in the idea that this place was so scary, that you didn’t realize that perhaps he simply here to escort. To test how well you interact with the other robots.
Immediately, you feel like you’re being watched and suddenly it’s getting harder to breathe.
You feel like you messed up. Bad.
“I’m- I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to push you. You just- uh- you surprised me. That’s all. I hope I didn’t hurt you.” You say quickly, trying to get the words out as you focus on breathing.
“It’s quiet alright. I’m Freddy Fazbear. Here to escort you to the main offices where you’ll be introduced to your supervisor. She will show you what to do from there.”
You nod, thanking him. “I’m Y/N.”
“Nice to meet you, Y/N.”
You flash a smile at him, relieved it hasn’t been as bad as you thought I’d be so far.
He reaches out his arm, and gestures for you to follow him. When he starts walking, you slowly pick up the pace until you’re beside him.
As you guys walk, he points to different places to give you a basic understanding of the layout.
You nod, and try to recover from that awkward first encounter.
You both go up a few floors until you reach your destination, the elevator chiming as the doors gradually open.
“Here we are. I am not permitted to go up there, but you should have no problem finding your way.”
You nervously look side to side. All you see are long, winding hallways filled with doors. “I can’t do this, there’s too many rooms.”
“You can do this, superstar. Just continue to your left until you see a door with the nameplate that says Augustine. Your supervisor should be waiting for you.”
You stand there, fidgeting with your fingers, trying to think of what to say as the elevator doors begin to shut.
You look up in terror as he waves goodbye. You try to tell him no, but it quickly leaves you behind.
You quietly say “thank you” to yourself, realizing you never thanked him.
You turn yourself to the left and sigh inwardly.
Time to start searching.