Night 1, Fazbears.

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Scott woke up to the ringing of his phone, an unknown number.. He set it aside and got up, and stretched. He walked to his closet and pushed through his clothes yanking his uniform off the holder. Scott slipped off his tang top and jeans putting on his light blue suit and his pants. He walked to the door, opening it and yawning. "Mm.. I could really go for a coffee right now." Scott walked out to his kitchen making a coffee and a piece of toast. Eating and finishing his food and drink he left off to work.

William was thrown awake by a alarm clock, he looked around in a panic, sighing turning to his outfits throwing them on the bed and changing quickly, grabbing his nightguard cap and straightening his badge, grabbing a quick breakfast and leaving. Looking at his watch as he ran down the steps and off down to his car, stepping in, and driving. By the time he got there, it was 10 minutes past the beginning of his shift, he clocked in and ran to the office, banging on the door and looking through the window only to see Scott.

Scott turned to the window hitting the door button "god, I can't believe you're late, AGAIN." William chuckled nervously, sitting next to the chair Scott was sitting on. Scott looked down at William sighing, having that small spot in his heart knowing he loved him.
He grabbed the panel, and checked the cameras, closing the door with his shoe to keep Chica out.
It was now around 4 AM, Scott tired as hell.

William turned to Scott, his pure white eyes staring at him, "Hey uh, if you're tired I could take over for the rest of the night?", Scott looked at him, confused, but huffed. "Fine, just don't kill us.." Scott said nervously. As Scott got up, William sat down and pulled Scott on his lap. Rubbing his phone head. Mumbling. Messing with the new thoughts of the two.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 25, 2021 ⏰

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