(Damn I might be Coloured blind, Roxanne's hair is a light grey. Great I need to edit some chapters now.)
Staring at the wall before you, your gaze fixated on it obsessively. Your mind wondered off into its own land, how are you supposed to feel about everything? Are you really doing much of a good job with the gator to see some progress? What progress exactly?
How many damn months do you have left..?
"Hey?" Fingers appearing before you start making a clicking sound, ripping you out of your thoughts. "Oh- sorry" you apologised feeling a free of a certain weight on your handicap park. "We'll we've taken off the cast.." the nurse pushed up her large glasses as she inspected the sliced up mould before her. You eyes land on the scaring that stuck out, it's dark brown layer was too noticeable than the cast you wore. You utter a sigh, atleast the weight of it has gone, now you can do things without struggle- finally."Great- now the doctor has put in a script for medication. Since you are feeling pain at certain moments.. just to ease it." She handed you a white sheet of paper with writing you absolutely couldn't dissever. Squinting at the wording in attempt to make it out "What does this mean?"
"Paracetamol? I think?" She seemed to be unsure too. "Don't worry the pharmacist can surprisingly translate for you." She got up from her seat throwing the use casting away. 'Helpful' you thought as you got up from your seat taking the script with you. You took it over to the pharmacy next door to receive the medication. Surprisingly your work even offered to pay up front for medication on top of the attack, I mean it was there fault that happened and still continued to keep the animatronic-
Leaving the pharmacy you headed to the bus stop, the wind started to slowly pick up as the sun died down in the distance. Shoving the bottle of pills in the pocket you paced forward feeling the chill breach your warmth. 'Looks like it's nearly winter' a shiver was forced out of you, the lack of prepared clothing didn't help the change in weather. The harsh stinging in your upper arm where the ugly scar withstood.
Your phone vibrates loudly in your pockets shaking you up, in hurry you juggle the phone and the pills. You had accidentally ripped both out in a hurry, before dropping to the ground you grabbed both items whilst hyperventilating in the process. You heart was sped up from the shock of losing either belonging. With a sigh the phone had stopped vibrating.
You shove the pills back into your pocket before the vibrating began to start up again. The user id was one of the day shift managers names, after the incident last time you chose to note down everyone's number on the listing board in the staff lobby. Tapping the green button you pick up the call "yes?"
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"It's my day off and I'm being dragged here?!" You panted upon entering the large plex. Crowds began to disperse outside of the plex forcing you to wiggle through the large amounts of families. After consistently bumping in to person after person you found your way into the Plex.
"Y/n?!" A tanned female screamed for you over the crowds of people. Your eyes flicked around searching for the petite surprisingly strong woman. "Here!" She waved her hands in the air whilst jumping up and down amongst the crowding. 'Why is she jumping?' Shaking your head you follow the slight glimpses of the girl. Before running straight into her, immediately being grabbed and dragged through the crowding as she yelled for parents and children to move demanding to make a clearing. 'No explanation just I'm gonna snatch you up?'
The small woman kept waving her employee badge around stating her authority as she barges through with ease. Mean while you mouth apologies and give uneasy grins to the annoyed parents you happen to past.
"Are you gonna explain what happened??" You yell over the volume of people and music your own words become deafening to your ears.She must've made out what you were saying and proceeded to yell back coherent words, you couldn't yet understand by the loud noises around you. You were immediately lead into rock star road, the immediate out of order and bright orange cones were placed directly around the green housing of the particular gators housing. Your eyes widened as the tanned woman loses her grasp on you, as she ran towards the small hallway leading to its eventual door. Your upper arm started stinging with each second that went past, the fasten heartbeat thundered loudly in your ears.
'GOOD BYE FREE ARM, YOU'VE LASTED AN HOUR-' you mentally screamed to yourself as you awaited for door to be open. With you lacking the ability to even open it without your staff watch. The tanned female eyes made contact with yours, her expression showing more worry than her usual look. She mouthed you an apology.
"It's a mess-" she opened the door cuing for a day shift employee to fly out after it sliding open. Your eyes widen immediately.Your body became stiff as you witness the events that unfold. Taking a strong gasp on to your once injured arm as you trembled at the sight. The flickering room only had more yelling and screaming coming out from it. The employee struggled to get back on their feet slipping back onto their rump after each attempt to rush back in.
You feel a hand pat your back "Don't worry this time you won't be alone-" you looked down at her finding a grin cross her lips. Your face heats up at the interaction between the two of you.. it made your feel not alone. "If you can calm him down I can get him ready to perform." You nod still feeling nerves tugging at your stomach. The swelling feeling in your throat as you step over the wounded "soldier"
The tanned female plopped down beside them as she tended to them, watching as you brace yourself for the possible out come of this.
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Fiksi PenggemarWhen you were hired to be a gator handler. You didn't expect this. (Art by sleepingstar_ on twitter :) will take down if asked by artist) (Tigger warning ⚠️ ⚠️ this story consists of gore and sensitive topics. I do like the idea of blood and death...