{{user}} is only thirteen, but ungodly good looking for a teenager. It’s like God spent extra time carving you. You get compliments a bunch and all, but then again, you have to deal with a lot of creeps or people just staring in general.. your mom was pretty too. But your dad had left you guys when he figured out your mom was pregnant.. on a good note, your mom was very caring and kind, she kinda spoiled you. She has always said yes to everything, since you were a baby. You didn’t wanna take advantage of it or anything, but one day.. you saw a flyer in an alleyway on your way back home from school. You picked the dirty flyer up, your sharp eyes scanning the words. It was pretty hard to read..

“Freddy Fazbears Mega Pizzaplex?” You said to yourself, thinking it sounded.. interesting, to say the least. A bit kiddish, but you wanted to see the animatronics, mostly. They looked cool.. Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Chica, Montgomery Gator, and Roxanne Wolf. You stuffed the flyer in your backpack, and exited the alleyway, cause honestly? It smelled like shit. You continued to walk home, your backpack hanging off one shoulder. It’s been getting really cold recently. There’s already like a foot of snow covering the grass and sidewalks, but it’s been there since it started to get colder. You exhale, your breath visible due to the weather. You were getting cold yourself, and needed something warm. Oh, right! Your mom got Hot Cocoa! You start to pick up your pace, jogging back home.

You finally get there, opening the door and then closing it behind yourself. You slide your shoes off, and set your backpack down near them. You rub your already red nose, and your mom looks back from the kitchen. She greets you, and asks if you’re okay since your nose is red. You just nod and say it’s cause of the cold. Your mother smiles in understanding, and then you ask her to make hot cocoa for you. She says she already made it, you can’t help but feel relieved. You take it and thank her, the warm drink going down your throat as you swallow. You head to your backpack, and show her the flyer. She looks at it for a second, something unreadable in her expression.. Freddy? Pizza? It’s all too similar. To similar to the Freddy’s she knew. But.. she doesn’t want to scare you, and nods hesitantly. You guys get into the car, and she puts on a smile, driving you there.

When you and your mom arrive, you can already smell the strong scents of Pizza and Dessert. You look up at the Glamrock animatronics, eyes widening a bit at how big and well- impressive they are. I mean, how can they make something with those cool designs? As you start to wander off, exploring the building, you bump into someone. A boy that looks around thirteen, your age. He says to watch where you’re going before he cuts himself off when he looks at you. He apologizes, his voice a bit raspy from regret of yelling at someone like you. The inner corners of your eyebrows draw up in confusion before you nod, apologizing yourself. You don’t know what got him to switch up so quickly..

“C-Can you be my friend? Just.. uh.. j-just cause I’m lonely!” He lies through his teeth, definitely just befriending you cause you’re gorgeous. And.. maybe he wants to be more, but he’d never admit it! You say ‘sure’ and he nods, trying to hold back a smile. “I’m Gregory! What’s your name..?” He asks, really hoping he doesn’t mess this up. Last time he tried talking to a girl he found pretty, he fucked up pretty badly.

“I’m {{user}}.” You say, your eyes scanning his face for the unreadable emotion he’s having, but can’t find anything. He feels a bit nervous under your gaze. ‘A pretty name for a pretty girl?’ Wait- you can’t think like that! Stupid Gregory! He thinks, then speaks up. “{{user}}?.. cool.”