Lovin' You is Easy [Jeremike]

Ticklish

-DING-

'There goes the bell'

The pizzaria was packed,not birthday party packed with a bunch of old geezers and shit like that ,NO. Much worse than that.

The place was filled with children. Seven year olds, three year olds, its hell. Well, Its not fuckboys fault that its the middle of summer,you know,little fuckers running around askin' their parents for money. And breaking hell in town. When summer started, the reservation desks were always flooded, which ment more of those annoying little fucks. Thank god me and doll ain't making those little brats. I already have enough of those little shits at the pizzaria. That means I gotta watch over them,and make sure they don't get near the animatronics. Lucky me.

'11:36 pm'

Fuck, twenty-four minutes. Twenty-four fucking more minutes.

I watched the second hand tic pass the numbers in an annoyingly slow pace. Fuck,can this job get anymore frustrating. First, killer animatronics, and annoying little brats. Then a shitty clock that doesn't function properly! I held the bridge of my nose, shutting my eyes and letting out a breath or two. Someday I'm gonna have enough money to get a decent vacation away from this shit hole.

-Ding-

'The second bell'

Five more minutes left with these fuckers. I can't wait, I made my way over to the exit, several people were already exiting the small building after their birthday parties, after a few minutes, day shift employees also had left. Leaving me here, standing at the entrance.

'11:57 pm'

Now that the place was empty,all I gotta do is wait, three minutes before everything starts rolling. Three minutes before we start risking our lives. That's when I started drifting into thoughts of what would happen tonight.

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-DING-

It was twelve. And he still isn't here, gotta hand it to him, he hasn't been this late since about a week ago when he caught a cold. That kid better not be walking down town,the streets there were filled with fucking dealers and sluts and what not. If he even thinks of going there I'll-

Suddenly the doors bursts open. Making me jump a bit. Since its not a very pleasant sound to hear in the middle of the night. Specially when there are murderous animatronics out there.

I then saw jeremy panting and trying to catch his breath. To be honest he looked more tired than usual, his hair was a mess, and brown strand were sticking out. His 'night guard' cap was nearly falling off his frizzy hair. His uniform looked slightly 'damaged'. I could see little scratches in his face. What the fuck happened to him?

"S-sorry I'm late!"

He managed to pant out. He held onto his knees and breathed in and out for a solid minute. And fixed himself. I for one walked over to him,a few feet away.

"What the fuck happened to you?"

I asked, eager to know how this happened to him. He seemed to have tensed up when I asked him that.

"Its nothing, r-really"

"Jeremy."

"I-its nothing"