Just someone to hold (Montgomery Gator/reader) part 1

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You had never really been the type to date a lot. Well, you've been in a few relationships, but with all your partners you had never made it past the beginnings of the relationship. Your friends would always joke around that once you shared your first kiss with a person, you'd dump them cause you could just tell you weren't compatible.

Technically, they were partially right. After the first kiss sometimes you would get this foreboding emotion and just not be into the relationship anymore, at least not romantically. You stayed friends with a few, but sometimes breakups were just not easy to move past. Plus the awkwardness afterwards was just, "uncomfy."

Of course there were other times when you would be fine after the first kiss, but the guy or gal would want to move faster, 'get down and dirty', if you know what I mean.

It was just harder to be that type of intimate with others. Sure, you would talk big game and joke around with innuendos, but in reality you were a huge virgin. That never really bothered you though, but what you did crave was someone to spend time with. To hold someone and be held. Just little affectionate things, but, too much to do with the few friends you had; too awkward.

It felt like most people your age just wanted to get it on, then maybe cuddle afterwards. One night stands were common, and f-buddies even more so. Whatever, you were still young! You didn't need anything like that! You are a strong, confident person who doesn't need any kind of relationship.

When you took up your newest job at Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza Plex as a tour guide, you had really needed the paycheck, but also you were excited to see the new animatronics working there. Apparently they were a super advanced kind of A.I. that had never before been seen, and were vastly superior to their predecessors.

Learning the layout of the entertainment business was a little tricky at first, but after your first training week you had every attraction's location memorized. You had to learn a ton of information about the establishment's different activities, history, and even a bit on the animatronic characters.

When it came down to the Glamrock crew you needed to know basic personality traits, talents, but overall just be able to introduce them and give a small rundown of who they are if the guests had questions.

What you originally believed would happen is a guide book or something would be provided for you to read and learn all the information, but apparently management liked a more hands on approach and scheduled you time to meet them all and spend some time together to talk! You were a little nervous about the prospect, but since the bots were made to interact with children, you were able to soothe yourself.

Scheduling to meet with the gang was nerve wracking. A week after your training began, you were told to meet up with another tour guide who'd you be working with in the future named Frey. 

Dragging yourself out of bed at the ass-crack of dawn was hard, but you reminded yourself of the paycheck you dearly needed to pay rent for your shitty apartment. "Just suck it up (Y/N). Get the job, work the hours, then maybe you can get a promotion and work the later shifts." You tried hyping yourself, which partially worked, but the morning chill setting into your bones only served to get you even more jittery.

Dressing warm to battle the cold weather, and decorating your fingers with some of your favorite rings, you grabbed a waffle before leaving your house in a hurry to be on time.

Walking through through the employee back entrance you navigate over to the tour desk and find a single figure with shaggy dark brown hair slouched in a chair looking at their phone typing away at some messaging app. Hoping it's the person you're meant to be meeting, you close the distance and hesitantly try to lean as causally as you can on the counter hoping to scope out their name tag. But after a beat listening to their typing and having no luck spotting their identification, you clear your throat to gain their attention, "Ahem. Uh excuse me. I'm looking for someone named Frey?"

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