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Female Reader.
⚠︎ Disclaimer : This story contains adult language and adult activities, If you want to read this make sure you do it at your own risk and be 16+ but I'd be honest you guys I don't think none of you will even give a shit lol, just skip this chapter if you're uncomfortable reading these kind of stories. <3
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"This is probably the shittiest place I've ever been to. It looks like a dump, and the place is like falling apart. Does it get any worse than this, Mike?"
Y/N trudged inside the old and run-down Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, feeling like she was being dragged. She looked around the place, feeling a sense of dread in the pit of her stomach.
"As if I wanted to be here, Y/N," Mike scoffed, rolling his eyes at her attitude. "Nye nye," she mocked him, sticking out her tongue.
"I've got work tomorrow morning. Why did you even drag me along with this?"
Y/N let out a heavy sigh, following Mike to the place's old, grimy office. The atmosphere gave her the creeps, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she'd been here before, even though she couldn't quite recall when or why.
"I hate it here," she muttered softly to herself, feeling Mike's hand on her shoulder.
He turned to her, a charming smile flashing across his face. "Oh, come on, Y/N. You're with me. I promise I'll make your company worth it." He said it in a low, seductive voice that sent a shiver down her spine.
Y/N gave him an awkward smile, nodding in response. "Thanks, Mike. I appreciate it." she said, trying to shake off the strange feeling that engulfed her. She watched as Mike took a seat in front of the monitors, examining the screens with a focused expression.
Y/N's eyes widened a little as she stared at the tape with "Mike" written on it. As she pointed at the tape, her voice stuttered as she spoke. "That's so fucking creepy."
Mike grunted, his brows furrowed in concentration as he inserted the tape into the player. He hit play, and the room was immediately filled with the sound of static.
Welcome to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life.
A woman with curly hair said, both Y/N and Mike scoffed at the words. Looking at each other while listening to the tape carefully.
