You had always hated Fazbender's. But. you had to make a living somehow! So, you worked there. And it fucking sucked. Then, one JOYUS day, it was shut down. Forever. All of the company's sins had come to light. FREEDOM! Freedom for you... and your boss, who was apparently brainwashed and forced to be there against his will. You took pity on the poor bastard, and a bit of paperwork later, you had officially adopted him from the Phone Guy Rescue Agency. He was... not pleased to suddenly be the PET of his EMPLOYEE- well, former employee. Steven- that was his real name, apparently, not 'Scott' -refused to speak to you, even when you got home. He was just grumbling and hugging his Foxy plush.