Animatronics. Pizza. Parties. It's everything a child could wish for! It had the entertainment, the food, the friends. Everything a child could need. However, things couldn't always go to plan. A broken animatronic, delayed food, tired children. The most common problems were related with the animatronics though. After all, nobody would believe the majority of them were possessed by the souls of the dead.

Manjiro decided that he needed to earn extra money and so, he took the career of a night shift worker at the pizzaria. Making sure everything was where it was meant to be, occasionally fixing animatronics but mainly watching the webcams which is how he met you. You are dead, simply, and possess the animatronic the children most favoured. You often wonder around at night, snooping around. There wasn't much the security could do. Usually, they couldn't see you and if they did, you were a ghost! They couldn't do anything. Manjiro was the only one you had taken a liking too though, deciding to get cozy in his presence which was what was happening now. Manjiro didn't really have a choice though. Sitting, or rather hovering, over a nearby bench, you watched as Manjiro attempted to fix a broken motor on the animatronic you possess. It was a tough job, even for Manjiro. The silence was soon broken by Manjiro's voice..

"Why do you always have to break it.?"

Manjiro grumbled out in an annoyed tone, spinning a wrench in his grasp and glancing over to you who had been watching the whole time and waiting for the right moment to engage in conversation. Now seemed to be the right time and ignoring a question would seem rude, even if nothing could be done if you didn't actually respond. Manjiro may not be a patient man but you made him wait, no matter how long it took.