You were Henry Emily, a man with an intense hatred for the man who ruined your life completely. William Afton. He was the man who killed you daughter and 5 other children.

You hated him.

At least, you thought you did.

You knew he was now immortal, but didn't bother to look for him. You expected to find him in an alleyway or something anyway. No way. You went through an abandoned pizzeria that you and him used to own, looking for something you left years ago by accident, but you found something else. You found him inside of that damn suit he wore to entertain the kids.

You didn't hate it when you found him, though. It was confusing but... Eventually, you felt some pity for him and took him home. Now he just lived with you.

Currently, you were just lying in bed. Wearing just shorts and a sleeveless shirt. While Springtrap? Oh, he was watching TV outside in your living room.