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William Afton x gn!reader request [[Five Nights at Freddy's Movie]]

Career Counseling 

 You were back at his office. The last place where you wanted to be. Or did you? You weren't entirely sure of what you wanted. After all, you weren't even able to hold onto a job for more than a few months.

So, here you were again. Back on the creaky old chair in front of his even older wooden desk with the small name tag on it, that seemed to constantly remind you of your failure. Why else would someone spend so much time at a career counselors office? Surely, there wouldn't be another reason.

Your eyes were following his every movement, as he looked through your papers again, his back turned to you. He adjusted his glasses every now and then, until he finally turned on his chair, facing you again. You quickly straightened your back, your hands slightly squeezing the armrests of the chair. Mr Raglan gave you a small smile, before taking a look at your papers again.

You felt your heartbeat pick up, as his eyes wandered over the last page: the report of your last job. A job he had picked out personally and just for you. And you had messed it up. It was the easiest task really. All you had to do was stand guard at an office. But you managed to fall asleep during work, giving some stupid punks the chance to break in and steal anything and everything of value.

"You havin' trouble sleeping?"

His question caught you off guard. You looked back up at his face, but he was still eying the Papers.

"Well, I-I kinda always had them, so...", you stammered, fumbling with your hands and looking back to the ground.

"Honestly, I feel like you aren't even trying.", he only smiled and dropped the papers to his desk. He neatly folded his hands and looked at you expectantly.

When you didn't say anything, he continued to elaborate:"You are back at my office for the..what is it now, third time? I give you the easiest jobs and yet, here we are again."

It took you a few seconds to fully process what he had said and when you finally did, you knew that he was right. He really did give you the easiest jobs known to man. Jobs with literally only one task...and you failed at them.

"Coffee?"

His question successfully caught you off guard again and you gazed up at him with a confused expression on your face:"Sorry?"

"Uh, would you, would you like some...some coffee. I made some coffee.", he asked again, getting up in the process and walking over to the small table behind you.

You only looked after him for a second, before finally answering:"Uhm eh no, I mean sure. Sure, I would like some."

With a smile, Mr Raglan handed you a steaming mug of coffee and quietly sat back down behind his desk.

You had no idea why you said yes. You hated coffee. It was part of your sleeping problem and yet, here you were, sitting in front of your career counselor with a steaming mug of black coffee in your hands. You just tried to ignore it and took an experimental sip. And immediately you remembered why you hated coffee. The taste and smell triggered something inside you, that made you want to spit the coffee back into the mug. But as Raglan looked at you again, you gave him a reassuring smile and quickly swallowed the coffee, before putting the mug down in front of you, on his desk.

"So, I have to be brutally honest with you here, Y/N.", Mr Raglan continued after a few seconds of silence,"Given your track record, your options are now severely more limited than they were the last two times that you were here."