Stars in the night sky

Your hired!

!Trigger warning!
Swearing
Vulgar language
Theft
Mentions of sex, gayness, and bar

If you don't like or feel offended, harassed, or uncomfortable by these themes then I suggest you call the authorities and hope tell you to fuck off, because you're not gonna like it when I tell it to you.

But seriously, if any of these themes disturb you please don't continue reading. I'm not trying to get canceled.

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You skimmed over the email, not caring for anything other than if you got the job, and what position you signed up for.

That's all that currently mattered to you... Aside from finding Zuri— having said that— where is this bitch!? Whatever, you just decided to read the email.

'From: Frazbear Entertainment
To: Mx. Y/n

Hello, y/n. This is employee Ms. Vanessa from the Freddy Fazbear Mega Pizzaplex. We have seen your application from 8/7/21xx and after a very thorough background, social media, and relative check, the managers of Fazbear co. with careful consideration. We are delighted to inform you that you have been selected for the position of daycare attendant. Your hours are from 6:30 AM to 6:00 PM, as the daycare is open from 7:00 AM to 5:30 PM. You will be working Monday through Friday, and on the weekends you will have the nightshift. Nightshift hours are from 11:30 AM to 5:00 AM. We ask that you come in on Sunday so we can give you a tour and introduce you to your coworkers.

Sincerely, Fazbear entertainment.'

That was way too much reading for you to handle right now, so you simply skimmed over it.

"Cool, I'm hired as a..."

You mumbled, looking for the part where it told you what position you got. Your eyes widened when you read it... Daycare attendant?...

"I'm working with children!?"

You yelled a bit too loud, but it felt justified. You had to work with young, icky, snotty, drooling, barbaric, loud, over energetic, creatures.

Maybe you should make up an excuse that you don't need the job anymore. Though, they were paying you generously.

About 30 bucks an hour? You were sold! At least you'd have other people to take care of the children so you didn't have too.

You just had to hope they didn't rat you out. Then again, people are sad and so they'll do anything to make others feel sad. All so they don't have to feel their sadness as much.

Jokes on them you can't feel sad. You can barely feel anything. Anger is an exception though. It seemed as though anger was a stand in for the lack of any other emotion.

What a shame.

Before you knew it, you were at the bar. It was gonna feel odd going into a gay bar, knowing that your not gay.

You could easily fit the part though. All you had to really do was act sassy, and stare very hard when a woman popped up on a screen.

Easy enough...

You walked inside, looking around you—