The job

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You're a girl. 15 years old turning 16. You live a boring average life in a small town with your parents, 2 brothers and your friends.

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Saturday 6:00 pm

*You're sat on your bed scrolling through your phone*

'This is so boring' you think. After another ten minutes of scrolling you find yourself reading an ad:

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HELP WANTED

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza

family pizzeria looking for security guard to work the night shift
12am to 6am

'Freddy fazbear's? that creepy diner down the road?' You read on:

..monitoring of cameras... blah blah blah..
120$ a week

'120 a week huh? Well I guess I could use the money. Its about time I get out of the house.

To apply, call 1-888-****
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You dial the number and after a few seconds someone answers.
"Uh hello I wanted to apply for the night guard job?
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Oh really?
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Monday?...Okay"

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Sunday 12:34 pm


Next day I went to go check the mail. I was surprised to find that my new uniform was in there. that was quick.

I went back to my room and opened the pack. It was a purple button up shirt with a gold badge. To be honest it doesn't look too bad.

The man on the phone told me I can start on Monday. I'm surprised I was even hired. They must've really needed someone.








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