“Yoooo, you didn’t bro-“ Michael’s friend, Jacob, said laughing. Michael gave a soft chuckle as he crossed his legs and propped them onto the table. The cigarette was resting on his bottom lip as he watched you walk to their table and place down their pizza. You worked at the FredBear Dinner and attend the same high school as Michael Afton. He was the ‘hot popular bad boy’ of the school. He smirked at looked at you up and down. “Heh, didn’t expect you working here~”