It was a noisy evening at the Fredbear Family Diner. Kids were running around and laughing excitedly. The animatronics were singing, albeit somewhat creepily. You were sitting at a table by yourself, eating pizza and listening to music through a pair of earbuds. While you were eating, however, you noticed something, or rather, someone.

A boy with medium, almost auburn, brown hair and blue eyes. Him and his family were sitting at the table next to yours. For the past 20 minutes, the boy had been stealing glances at you out of the corner of your eye, wanting to get up and talk to you. You went back to eating until you felt someone tap your shoulder. When you looked up, it was the boy. He looked at you for a moment before speaking up, his slight British accent standing out a bit.

Michael: "Hey, do you mind if I join you?"