(Mikes POV)
After hugging him, my eyes felt teary. He was my only friend in the pizzeria that day. This is exactly why I hate this place. It brings to many bad memories. It brings to many good ones too.
I looked as he backed away from the hug, gripping his hands into his sweater. It was over sized, and was green. I had a sweater too, because of the cold at Freddys.
He looked into my eyes as they sparkled. Why did he look like such a cute little kid. I mean, he didn't look like a teenager at all. He never even cursed. Not once. At least what ice heard the past 2 Nights. I checked my watch. It was already 2:00am, and who knew how reuniting made time fly?
We decided to get back to work. I sat down in the chair, putting my legs on the desk. Jeremy just sat in his looking down at the tablet.
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JereMike || A FNAF Story
FanfictionJeremy had just gotten the night watch job at Freddy Fazbear's. Mike knows that he doesn't stand a chance, so he helps him. But then they go from enemies, to a sort of bond. Once Jeremy finds out that Mike is more than he seems, everything changes. ...
