Casual Affair

Chapter 1 (It's a beautiful life)

Prequel to "Would you still love me the same"

Mike's pov

"Urg! I hate this fucking job!" I said irritated while I lay back in my office chair.
"Come on, It could be worse" the purple figure on my left tried to cheer me up.
"How could it get worse than killer Animatronics who wanna stuff you into a suit. Not forget about the fact that the person beside me is a psychotic child murderer!"
"Aaaaaw! Did you had to point that out?" He said with a frown on his face.
I signed. "Anyway our power is fucking low"
"But it's also 5am so..." the shift ending bell stoped him from ending his sentence.

"Finally I can go home!" I said with a big smile because I knew Doll was waiting for me to come home.
"You seem really exited about that."
Vincent said questioning.
"Yeah, I mean why shouldn't I? I have the best Girlfriend waiting for me at home right now." I said while I put on my jacket.
"It must be really nice to have someone waiting only for you..." He said but I barely listened. I just said:"Yeah, man! I have to go now. Bye!" and I walked out of the building. I walked home because my home isn't that far from fazfuck's pizzeria. I don't know if this is a good thing or not but, c'est la vie!

As I walked home I thought of the thing Vince said and I realized that I was an asshole. He sounded really sad and I just ran away. Man I'm a terrible friend! But I can't change it anymore. I'm almost at home and he won't be at Fazbear's anyway so... fuck it!

"Doll! I'm home!" I yelled through our apartment.
"Mikey!" She ran out of the living room into my arms. I hugged her and she gave me a kiss on the check.
"Finally you're home! I missed you so much!" She said
"Missed you too, babe."
We let go from each other and got on the couch in the living room.
"I don't wanna go to work. I just wanna stay at home with you Mike."
"Yeah, that would be nice. But I probably would fall asleep in an hour anyway cause I'm really fucking tired."
She stood up from the couch and kissed me.
"I have to go now. Sweet dreams baby."
"Bye doll!"
I yelled after her as she left our apartment.

I dragged myself to the bedroom and fell into the bed. I closed my eyes ready to fell asleep but my thoughts keeped me awake.

I'm a terrible friend! He probably hates me now. Why didn't I react earlier. I think he won't speak with me tomorrow.
.
.
Why do I care so much?

With this thought I fell finally asleep.

~Time Skip~

I woke up in the afternoon. I heared Doll's voice. She is probably on the telephone. I stood up to surprise her. As soon as I left the bedroom she lay the telephone on the table. I sneeked behind her and lay my arms around her waist. She let out a shocked 'iih!'
"Good morning honey." I said sarcastically and laid my head on her shoulder.
"Morning? It's 9pm you goof!" She answered laughing.
"It's morning for me. Anyway who was on the telephone?"
"Why do you need to know?"
"Because I'm interested in your life."
"If you need to know it was Anna, she asked if we could go watch a movie and I'll be tomorrow not at home."
"Ok babe, wish you gonna have fun"
"Oh, don't worry. I will!" I didn't liked her tone as she said that but I didn't thought about any longer.
I let go of her.
"I have to get ready for work"
I walked into the bathroom to shower and get dressed.

~Time Skip~

I kissed Doll goodbye and left our apartment. As soon as I reached the pizzeria I felt bad again. Should I apologize myself? Maybe he forgot about it. I sure hope so.

I got into the building and walked to the office. Vincent was already there. His head was on his arms who were on the table.
"Hi Crayon"
I said but there was no answer.
"Vince?"
I got worried and shook his shoulder a little. He jumped up and looked at me in shock.
"Mike! What the fuck! Never do that again!" He yelled at me.
"Whoa chill! I was just worried!"
I realized what I said and my face turned red. He giggled.
"Aaaaaw! Mikey is a little cutsipie!"
"Shup up!" I yelled at him. My face got even more red.

But he soon stopped laughing and his smile turned into a frown. He starred into nothingness and he looked like he was about to cry. I turned my head to him.

"Is everything ok vince?" I asked worried. He turned his face completely away from me.
"Yeah! Sure, what should be wrong?"
His voice sounded so sad. I couldn't stand it.
"Vince turn around!"
I said in a harsher tone than I expected. He just shook his head. I grabbed him by his shoulder and turned him around.

He looked down to the floor but even then I saw the tears streaming down his face.
"Vince what is wrong?"
"Nothing!"
He acts like a anxious teen.
"Vince you can talk to me."
"I know but there is nothing to talk about!"
"God damn it Vince just..."
The bell to start our shift rang and stopped us from 'fighting'.
"We'll talk after 6am about it!" I said.
"Maybe..."