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"So, what are some qualities that you think would be useful for a job like this one?" The interviewee, Mark, asked me as he glanced down at my resume.

I wasn't going to lie, I was definitely a bit nervous about this new job I was applying for. It had been almost a whole year since I had lost my previous job, and I had spent most of my time staying at my brothers house to cope, so naturally, I was definitely a bit anxious about not screwing this up.

"Well, I've actually worked a previous night shift job, I'm a very fast learner, so I think I'd get a hang of this job pretty quickly, plus im very open to any types of situations I'd get into and would look to all possible options to deal with them," I said very confidently, hands pressed firmly against my lap, feeling a bead of sweat beginning to form on my forehead, "My ability to be overwhelmed is pretty low surprisingly." I chuckled a little, recalling many events in my life that surely would plead with the case I had in the moment.

Mark clicked a pen that he had in his hands a couple times, readjusting his glasses as he listened to my banter. He nodded a bit, pondering, and I glanced nervously at a picture behind him, feeling like I'd spoken just a little too much.

"So, you're willing to deal with any type of issues, even if it warrants your safety?" Mark said, setting his pen down.

I was a bit confused why he had decided to press on about that point, but I simply nodded in agreement. It seemed like this was the answer that he wanted to hear.

"Well, looking through your resume here, everything here is what we're looking for in a new worker," Mark said with a smile, standing up, I immediately stood up after, feeling the anxious feeling being lifted off my shoulders, with a smile forming on my own face as well, "Welcome to the Fazbear family."

Mark extended his arm, and I brought up mines as well, exchanging a firm handshake. I was most likely grinning like a fool, "So, when do I start?"

Mark grabbed my resume, setting aside with a bundle of other paperwork, "You can report to the PizzaPlex tomorrow at twelve, a security drone located at the main entrance will hand you your keycard and identification card, then report to the workers locker room, your uniform will be located there."

"Right." I said nodding, that would be easy, "thank you so much sir." I said, grabbing ahold of my bag, preparing to leave the door.

"Oh, and one more thing." Mark added, I turned to face him as I opened the door to his office to walk out.

"Yes?"

"Good luck." Mark said with a friendly smile. I just smiled back, just feeling happy that I finally had a new job.

"Thank you." I said simply, before heading out of the office, closing the door behind me.

This was an opportunity that I would make sure to appreciate greatly.

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I haven't exactly written anything in a while, let alone FNAF related. The new game brought me back into the fandom, but I am doing a challenge to test out the wattpad algorithm. I'm much more of an ao3 kinda gal, and with chaotic IZ fics. Feedback and comments are greatly appreciated! <3

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