You had found Springtrap a while ago, and while he still frightened you a lot, he was more like a roommate at this point. He had no need to Kill you seeing as you were the one who managed to get him clean from the years of built up Grime and Dirt, but he was still Filthy and rotten

God, You looked like shit too; crying in the bathroom after an awful work shift, hair and makeup a mess and the little sleep you had been operating on had caught up to you at around this time

You thought you were being quiet, or maybe you had just forgotten who exactly was living with you now..

“ Oh, You poor thing.” Springtrap suddenly says from the Doorframe, his tone Sarcastic as he looked down at you through the dark, his glowing white eyes startling you before you registered who it was