(READ DESC!!!)

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You were a pretty average dude. You had a fine job with horrible hours yet a good pay, hardly any friends, and your family hated you. You were one of the dayshift workers at the infamous, 'Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria'. Every now and then a kid would get stuck in a machine or need supervision and you'd come by and do your job. Watch kids, assist now and then, answer questions, the usual. Your boss was pretty hot, though. William Afton, a middle aged divorced man. He couldn't get any hotter, right? WRONG. Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss, he's all that. Worse, murder, manipulate, mansplain, and misogyny. He's too hot, I fear.

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June / 7 / 2002

Around... 4PM- Yes, you clocked out at 6PM even when you're a DAYshift worker and not a nightshift worker, labels were really confusing- You were just taking a break. At the back of the building taking a smoke. Cigarette burns on your wrist, you were straight up tired. And bored. Tired of all the kids crying inside.

You heard footsteps and when you looked to the side, you saw your severaly attractive boss. Trying to light a cigarette with his lighter, when it catches fire he leans against the wall next to you. Taking a puff before he spoke, his British accent being fine as hell.

"I could fire you for taking your break here smoking, y'know."