I was asleep, very sound. At least until something licked my face. I opened my eye, it was Charles, wide awake. I looked at the clock, 8:27AM. "Mmmm..." I mumbled. Charles then layed on my lap again. Which made me smile deeply. Just like old times. Or at least, yesterday. Foxy was already awake and we shared breakfast, we had to mush it up for Charles, just so he can't choke. Sunday, finally. I've been laying in bed petting Charles for 3 hours. Our day was like that. We finally went to sleep.
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FNAF: Chica's Horrible Life
RandomChica's horrible life is starting to change. It could get better... or worse. Chica doesn't know what to expect. Chica finds herself in deep danger, and possibly deep love. (Beware of Swearing, Inappropriate Behaviour, and Very nasty things!)
