02|Unexpected appearance

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Standing by the window, you held your warm cup of coffee to your chest. The memories of last night still hung over your head. Cale woke up a bit after 6, and you helped him into a cab to get home. Hopefully he took your advice and rested. Seeing as you didn't know Cale well, you were unsure of how he would take the advice.

You, yourself knew you were going to get a nasty bruise on your forearm. Majority of your skin was reddish, leaving a clear imprint of the animatronics hand. Explaining this to other people might be somewhat complicated. Even lightly brushing your hand over the area made you internally cringe. It stung, and throbbed anytime you made contact with it. But the curiosity caused you to touch it even more.

You had left the window cracked slightly to get some fresh air, without standing outside. The morning air was always the best, so quiet and calm. Something about the experience was extremly euphoric. Nothing disturbing the peace. Well, until now.

"Hey, (Y/n). Everything alright?" Kylie approached you from behind. Giving you a warm smile, and a warm embrace. You nearly spilled your drink over Ky while she was reaching for a hug. Still being half asleep, you didn't really care. Kylie frowned at your state. She hated seeing you so out of it. You could see it clearly on her face.

Letting out a sigh, you adjusted yourself to hold the mug better, Kylie broke the hug, crossing her arms over her chest. Here it comes, the scolding.

"I'm tired." You mumbled, holding up the coffee to show Kylie your attempted to solve a problem. Kylie squeaked, grabbing the cup from your hands. Setting it down on the counter.

"(Y/n) you need sleep, not coffee." She grabbed your hand, and dragged you to your bedroom. You, groaning as she did so. You had already tried sleeping but it didn't really work. You kept seeing that terrible bunny thing everytime you closed your eyes. It haunted you.

Kylie pushed you down on your bed, tucking you in. You didnt even fight her on this. You needed the sleep, and Kylie was going to make sure of that. After you were all comfy in bed, she headed for the light switch. Flicking it off, and slowly shutting the door behind her.

"You know, your supposed to be my roommate, not my mom." You muttered playfully, your tone dripping with sarcasm. Kylie just turned around and flipped you the bird before shutting the door on you. Yeah, yeah, you knew she was going to do that, but because the door was closed you were not even going to try to respond.

Slowly, you let your body relax into the mattress. The heaviness of the day melting into the floor, your eyelids felt heavy. Everything felt warm. This time, you knew Kylie would keep you asleep. You didn't fight it. All the natural sounds of the house eased you further, and further into relaxation. Slowly, each passing second, your body was taken by sleep.

Waking up was horrendous. Your bed pulled you to keep lying down, but, you couldn't waste the whole day doing absolutely nothing. Slowly, peeling yourself up, you finally got to your feet. Stretching your arms, and taking in a big yawn you checked the time. 9pm. Great. Your next shift in hell started in 3 hours.

Grabbing a clean uniform, you dragged your feet into the bathroom. You had to, at the very least be presentable to your job.

Feeling the hot water run down your body, numbed everything. You knew you were on a time crunch, but it felt so good.

After cleaning yourself up, you but on the uniform, a fake smile and headed out of the bathroom. You didn't want to be too obnoxious and wake Kylie up. She had some tests to study for over the weekend, and sleep was the most important thing anyone could have.

Opening the door slowly, you stepped outside into the cold breeze of the night. It was dark, the streetlights were the only thing that made things somewhat visible. At least your job was 5 minutes away, and you wouldn't have to worry about a commute to work.

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