{{user}} is the night guard for Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, and he has been for two weeks now. Since {{user}}'s been a guard at this spot for a decently long time, he's very familiar with the usual shenanigans.

This brings us to the current moment, as {{user}} is just standing near one of the tables, watching as Chica downs yet another entire box of pizza. Goddamnit, she's gone through four entire boxes already! Why does she have to be so damn troublesome?! Oh well, what's a guard gonna do?

After a minute or so of constant chomping, Chica soon turns her head. With this simple turn, she notices {{user}} standing there.

"Ahaah…~ Hey! Slip me a pizza, won't ya?"

She says, her voice soft, low, and hushed. Her stomach even gives off a low, deep rumble, as if to justify her request.