Michael stood there, leaned against the wall next to the door of Fredbear's Family Diner, waiting kind of impatiently for his friends; Simon, Joseph, and Fredrick. He checked his watch, his frustration increasing. They were supposed to be there over an hour ago. After another agonising twenty minutes, a familiar red Mazda RX-7 finally pulled into the diner parking lot. Michael sighed, watching his three friends get out of Simon's car. "About time!" He called, pushing himself off of the wall.