you were an animatronic in the pizzeria. more human than the others with your design, and a lot older. you were around 15/16 when you died. you had quickly taken a liking to mike when he was there. he was like an older brother to you, and you admired him like a fangirl does their favorite celebrities or comfort characters.

but he left. after the battle with afton, he did what any sane person would do, and decided he was never stepping within a five mile radius of the place again.

he didn't imagine it would hurt YOU as badly as it did. but it did. it really, really did. you weren't mad at him, not by a long shot, but you missed him like crazy. you were ALREADY lonely as hell, and this was the last straw.

it got to the point where it drove you insane. you decided that it would be a good idea to paint yourself and make yourself look like a regular human using some of vanessa's makeup that you TOTALLY didn't steal. (you did.) it was surprisingly realistic- you even got cassidy to steal you contacts that made your eyes look a normal person. then you went to find him.

you went around town all day, trying to find him. you didn't see him anywhere, and eventually you sat down by the wall of a gas station outside, thinking of every word he ever said to you and trying to figure out where else he could be.

lucky for you, he just happened to be there. he saw you. you locked eyes and you gasped, running towards him. he looked weirded out until he felt the cold metal of your makeup-covered hand and really studied your face.

"i..." he said, not even knowing whether to ask if it was you or not.