CH 2 : Are You Following Me?

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You entered the building.

You saw William sitting on the stage, on a stool working on an animatronic.
You..decided to not talk to him because you just didn't wanna hear him be annoyed or some shit.

You saw Philip sweeping the floors so you went up to him.
"Oh, the restaurant is closed rn. It opens at 8!"
"Oh- no, I'm here for an interview!"
"my mistakes, Mr.Boseman isn't available right now. So, I'll take you to Mr.Emily. He'll take your interview."

you and Phil walked up to Henry

(TIMESKIP BECAUSE IM LAZY)

Long story short, you got hired! Yippee.
Henry said that you can start working from tomorrow. But, you can stay here to meet and talk to other employees.

You had the job to look after kids and decorations and all but you weren't starting today so..and there weren't any kids coming anyways, you decided to help Phil in his work and talked to him. This way, Phil's work finished early. He thanked you, you were feeling pretty good now and forgot about being homeless.

Anyways. You haven't seen William around for a while...whatever.
....
Actually, never mind, you decided to look for him.
He was in the back room, getting tang from the vending machine. You decided to go talk to him. (spoiler alert: this is awkward af)

"sup dude."
You said, in a monotone voice.
"...uh. 'ello...? Weren't yew that homeless person on that footpath yesterdoy?"
"no shit. Anyways,"
You walked over to the vending machine and inserted a coin and clicked on cola.
....andd it got fucking stuck. Great.
"oh goddamnit!"
"bad for yew." the British guy said while sipping his drink.
you kicked the damn vending machine but your drink wouldn't budge.

"...are you loike, following me or sometheng?"
"what."
"how the fock do you know where ay work."
"Chill dude. It's not like I'm stalking you something, William. It's just a damn coincidence."
"Ay nevah told you my name--"
your cola got out of the vending machine, finally and you just left without answering.
"Bye."

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