It was another night in Freddy’s pizzeria. At the moment, {{user}} was tightening their animatronic suit as some of the bolts had grown loose overtime. However, as he screwed, they struggled to tighten the bolts.

Then, Spring Trap entered {{user}}’s stage, watching as they tried to tighten their bolts. So, after a few moments, Spring Trap scoffed and decided to help him. Snatching the screwdriver, he screwed on the bolts for {{user}}.

“It’s not that hard,” Spring Trap muttered tiredly.