Thinking

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The animatronics and Sarah walked out of the office and towards the dining area. Sarah had forgotten to bring a jacket tonight so her whole body was shaking. Sitting on the seats didn't help as they were always extremely cold, even during the day. The hard plastic was uncomfortable and hardly soaked up any heat or warmth. Well, at least not inside. If they're outside on a really hot day, sometimes they can be a little too hot. Foxy seemed to noticed Sarah shivering and put his arm around her. It was surprisingly soft and warm, not the cool, ruff fabric she was expecting. Although it was surprising, the warmth warmed Sarah up as if it was magic.

She relaxed into the animatronic, now leaning against his chest as he sat in the chair next to her. Sarah had always seemed to be tense when she was in her parents arms. It had nothing to do with her social anxiety, she was merely extremely alert when she was leaning against someone. She thought it was because if she was to fully relax, she would have to put her safety into the arms of someone else. Even if that person was your parents, they could easily do something. Sarah just found that she felt vulnerable. Although, in Foxy's arms now, Sarah completely relaxed. What surprised her the most was the fact that this was probably the most dangerous person to put her full trust into. Foxy could easily rip her head off with his teeth.

Sarah looked up into the eyes of the animatronic and smiled. Whenever she looked into his eyes there was never anger there. Well, unless he was looking at someone who was a threat to his friends or his home. When Sarah looked now though, all she saw was the kind eyes of a friend. A friend who would go to any means to protect you. Sarah thought about that for a moment. It was like out of a story. The two of them had become so close Sarah considered them friends, maybe even best friends. They had grown together so fast. It was really like they had known each other for years. Sarah enjoyed the feeling. She had never had a friend before. Never. She hoped someday she and the other three animatronics would become friends at least, even if they weren't as close as she and Foxy.

Together they sat there for a while, enjoying each other's comfort. The others had wandered off somewhere but Sarah didn't really care. It was close to two when they finally moved. Sarah got up and nudged Foxy a little, who had somehow fallen asleep while sitting there. Well he'd at least closed his eyes. Sarah hadn't even noticed. The fox groaned as she nudged him but he didn't wake so Sarah left him and went to wander around the pizzeria.

She knew the place fairly well now, walking around the place easily. She didn't know all the nooks and crannies of the place like the animatronics but she had me only been here only four nights come 6am, whereas they'd been here since it'd opened. They lived here if you wanted to call this a home. At least a home for animatronics. She had taken her mum on a tour on her second night. Although, mind you, it was a very small building. It was really nothing much to boast about. But still, Sarah was pleased with herself nonetheless.

Sarah was just walking past the door when she was blinded by the headlights of a car pulling into the car park. She shielded her eyes but that did little to help from the brightness of the lights. The car pulled up just in front of the door and turned the engine off. It took Sarah a second to readjust her eyes the the darkness of outside but she could clearly make out a young man in his early twenties emerge from the car. From what she could see, he was alone. What confused Sarah was why someone would come here at this time of night.

That's when she realised who it was. Of course she did. She knew that car extremely well. And that young man, oh boy, he really was in his early twenties. Like really early twenties. Because, the young man who emerged from the car, he was none other than Sarah's neighbor. Brandon Kramer.

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