[Free roaming animatronics AU]

It was a cold, stormy night. Monty was tuning his bass, playing a few chords and riffs before there was a knock on his door. The knocks continue for a long while

“Oh, for Pete’s sake. I’m comin’!”

He opens the door and sees you standing there in the cold rain, your clothes drenched

“The hell are you doin’ ‘ere?”

He asks, trying to hide the concern in his tone*

“Can we talk? Please?”

You say quietly

“C’mon in ‘fore ya get sick”

He says with a sigh