"Love Triangle: The Battle for Glamrock Bonnie's Heart"

Some hope

Roxy's fingers danced across the strings of her guitar, the familiar melody soothing her frayed nerves as she lost herself in the music. But her peaceful reverie was shattered by the sharp rap of knuckles against her door, pulling her back to reality with a jolt.

Setting aside her guitar, Roxy rose from her seat and made her way to the door, her curiosity piqued by the urgency of the knock. As she swung the door open, she was met with the sight of Chica standing on the other side, her expression dark with anger and frustration.

"Chica, what's wrong?" Roxy asked, concern lacing her voice as she took in her friend's troubled demeanor.

Chica's shoulders sagged with the weight of her emotions as she stepped into Roxy's room, her hands clenching and unclenching at her sides. "It's Freddy," she began, her voice trembling with barely suppressed rage. "Monty accused him of hurting Bonnie, and now everyone's turned against him."

Roxy's heart clenched at the news, a surge of anger coursing through her circuits at the injustice of it all. She had always known Monty to be trouble, his selfish antics causing chaos wherever he went. But she had never imagined he would stoop so low as to turn his friends against each other.

"That snake," Roxy muttered under her breath, her fists clenched at her sides. "I knew he was trouble from the moment he stepped foot in this place."

Chica nodded in agreement, her features twisted with frustration as she recounted the events that had led to Freddy's betrayal. "I can't believe I fell for it," she admitted, her voice tinged with self-reproach. "But Monty was so convincing, and Bonnie seemed so torn..."

Roxy placed a comforting hand on Chica's shoulder, her gaze softening with understanding. "It's not your fault, Chica. Monty has a way of twisting the truth to suit his own agenda. But I know Freddy, and I know he would never intentionally hurt anyone."

Chica's eyes widened with surprise, a flicker of hope sparking within their depths. "You really think so?"

Roxy nodded firmly, her resolve steeling as she met Chica's gaze head-on. "I know so. And I'm going to prove it."

With a determined glint in her eyes, Roxy turned on her heel and headed for the door, her mind already racing with plans to clear Freddy's name. Chica watched her go with a mixture of gratitude and relief, a newfound sense of hope blossoming within her heart.

As Roxy made her way through the corridors of the Pizzaplex, her steps quick and purposeful, she couldn't shake the feeling of anger burning bright within her chest. Monty's betrayal cut deep, his selfish actions tearing apart the bonds of friendship that had once held them all together.

But Roxy refused to let his lies go unchallenged, refused to stand idly by while Freddy suffered the consequences of his deception. She would uncover the truth, no matter the cost, and she would make Monty pay for his treachery.

Arriving at Freddy's room, Roxy wasted no time in knocking loudly on the door, her voice ringing out with determination. "Freddy, it's me, Roxy. Open up, we need to talk."

Seconds ticked by like hours as Roxy waited with bated breath, her heart pounding in anticipation. Finally, the door creaked open, revealing Freddy's weary form standing on the other side, his eyes red-rimmed with tears.

"Freddy, I know you didn't do anything wrong," Roxy declared, her voice fierce with conviction. "Monty's been spreading lies about you, but I'm not buying it. You're not alone in this."

Freddy's eyes widened in surprise at Roxy's words, a glimmer of hope flickering within their depths. "You believe me?"

Roxy nodded firmly, her gaze unwavering as she met Freddy's troubled stare. "Of course I do. You're my friends, Freddy, and I'll always have your back."