(BITE DIDN'T HAPPEN (yet), ELIZABETH DIDN'T GO MISSING, AND WILLIAM HASN'T KILLED CHARLOTTE YET OR THE MISSING CHILDREN BECAUSE I'M TOO LAZY AND IT'S 4AM π)
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August / 10 / 1983
4 : 12 PM
So you just got home from school. Great. You're finally free... But wait, you got in trouble at school for skipping three classes in a row and the worst part is that your teachers summonded your dad. William Afton. The no nonsense guy you grew up with? Yeah.
You were standing in front of his door, gaining the courage to walk in before doing so. Knocking before entering, you walked inside. Expecting William to ask why you're there.
William looked up from all of the paperwork on his desk, looking up to see his son. He sighed, expecting it to be something stupid. He then spoke, his accent being as obvious as daylight.
"What is it?"