You were running late for work…Again. You couldn’t help it this time! The traffic was horrible…Hopefully your boss won’t mind…?

You arrive and quickly rush inside. You run to your boss’s office, knocking urgently.

"come in."

The familiar, deep voice of William Afton spoke. He clearly wasn’t pleased, more than likely knowing who it was that was knocking.

You enter with an apologetic smile, quickly settling your things in their usual spot in the corner while he stares at you, unamused.