the pizzeria

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by EPICOYEY

by EPICOYEY

im writing this at 12:30 am. this is satirical lol obvi
grammar issues yet to come
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As soon as Freddy heard the news, he was heartbroken.
Freddy Fazbears pizzeria was closing permanently after it filed for bankruptcy. He was the first of the main four animatronic animals to discover, and the one to break the news. Fazbear had poured his heart and soul into the diner, and knowing that it would rot until the end of time destroyed him.

"Foxy, can you come to the stage real quick? We need to chat," Freddy said, holding back tears.
"Sure," Foxy replied, walking to the stage. "What's going on?"
Freddy looked at the 3 of them. Bonnie, Foxy, and Chica. He knew it would never be the same after this. He took a deep sigh, and began to speak quietly.
"The restaurant..." He looked down to his feet, trying to hide his face.
"The restaurant is closing down." Silence filled the room.
"...No it didnt." Bonnie said.
"William filed for bankruptcy yesterday."
"Yesterday?"
"Yesterday. He didnt tell you guys."
"Shut up. Thats not something to joke about," Foxy scolded.
"Im serious! I swear! Its 9 o clock! It would have been open by now. But its not."
"Duh. Obviously. Thats because its a holiday." Chica said.
".... Its the middle of February. There are no holidays today. The restaurant is gone. Gone." Silence filled the room once again, but this time, it felt oddly different. As everyone realised that their lives were practically gone; washed away.
"I... i have to go..." Foxy said under his breath. He walked shamefully out the back door, looking down to his feet.
"So... what are we gonna do now?" Bonnie asked.
"Yeah. We have nowhere to go, Freddy," Chica agreed.
"Go... home." Freddy reluctantly responded.
"But this is our home." Chica rebuttled, frustrated.
"I know. Jus-just.. go anywhere but here. This place is gonna either rot, get destroyed, or get remodeled into a store or something. We dont belong here anymore."
"What is wrong with you? Your just kicking me and Chica out?" Bonnie yelled.
"This isnt my fault, Bonnie! Its Williams! I swear!"
"Me and Chica are leaving. Dont talk to me again." The two turned around and left the pizzeria.
The day didnt go as expected-- but nothing was going to go as expected after today. Everything was confusing. Eveything was wrong.
Freddy sorrowfully stepped off the stage and pressed the front door open. The normal, warm and simple breeze that Freddy felt every morning had turned into dull, lifeless air. The pizzeria was his life, and it was gone. A part of Freddy was gone in the blink of an eye.
He took a long walk down the street. He thought, but he thought of nothing. As he was walking down the busy street, a building caught his eye.
It was a bar, but Freddy had sworn to never drink again. He was addicted to alcohol before he got hired at the restaurant. He figured that he was on his last limb-- one drink couldnt hurt.
Freddy walked through the doors.