Nia Groaned into her hands as she sat next to DJ Music Man. Apparently a random grandfather had decided that he was going to wreck DJ's setup because he didn't play the song his granddaughter wanted immediately. It sucked.
Because now she had to try and cheer up her big spooder boy, even though his setup was smashed. Honestly? Nia wanted a break. But, it was her job as DJ's handler(read:emotional support) to help him out.
"Alright big guy," Nia stood up, grabbing her phone and Bluetooth speaker, "we're listening to my favorite playlist and talking crap about rude customers, all while weeding through my tinder!" She opened Trebble, clicking her best playlist after remembering to connect her speaker. She made grabby hands at DJ, a silent request to be picked up.
He did as asked, scooping her up and watching as she pulled up a random playlist and hit shuffle. TRNDSTTR started playing as she started an animated story of a kid who threw her drink at her when she worked at a shitty diner eleven blocks over. DJ listened and laughed alongside her, occasionally shaking his head at a tinder match.
She smiled and whooped as she stood up, going through the exact same notions she had when she had caught five drinks at once, movie style. It was awesome, and the customers loved it. She looked back at DJ, smiling at his happy face.
Today wasn't so bad.
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Oh, the joys of animatronics! What was that? Karens? Ah, shoot.
FanfictionThe PizzaPlex needed repairs, and so did the animatronics themselves. Thank God that they had extras on-hand! Or, well, an order away! I would like to tell everyone who reads this story, that at the current point in time the first few chapters suck...
