Let's Start a Business!

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by rat-rat

by rat-rat

New point of view? Woah!
[Henry]
I made my way into my dorm that I shared with a complete stranger. I looked at the man who had younger features, but was definitely tall. Around 6'5. He seemed a younger than I, which means that he got into college early. The younger man looked at me with an awkward smile.
"Hey, you've been staring at me for about 5 minutes now." He mused. I jumped and looked away.
Ah, a Brit. I thought.
"Sorry, sir. I got lost in thought." I replied. He nodded understandably and held out a hand.
"The name's William Afton. What's yours?" I hesitated, then spoke up.
"Henry Emily." I mumbled as I took his hand and shook it.
"Nice to meet you. I hope you and I can become great friends this year." He gushed. I nodded.
"So, uh... William. How old are you?" I asked.
"I'm 16. I skipped a few grades." He smiled.
A young genius, too! I thought with a smile.
"How old are you?" He inquired, sitting down on his bed.
"I'm 18." I confirmed.
"Mmm. What are you going to study here?"
"I was thinking about robotics. I've made myself some mini animatronics before, so I got really interested in it." I returned.
"Oh, that's wonderful!" William exclaimed. "I've been going into business, and I've always wanted to start a business with some sort of engineer."
"Start a business?"
"Of course! A pizzeria was in mind." He acknowledged. I nodded.
"I think I'd like to help you out." William gasped.
"Really!?" I nodded again. "Great! Now, let's go eat some food! I'm starving."
The pair made it back to their dorm after they picked up some McDonald's. They had also made a quick stop to the library to pick up some books for their future business.
The two sat on the floor as they ate and discussed ideas and budgeting.
"We'll need a name." He stated, looking up at me for an answer.
"Well, yes. But before that, we need a mascot for the name of the restaurant." I replied. He thought for a bit.
"I had this idea as a kid." He started, "with this brown bear clad in a hat and bow tie. I named him Freddy Fazbear. How about that?" He offered. My eyes lit up.
"Freddy Fazbear's Pizza." I mumbled. "How does that sound?" William practically jumped 5 feet into the air in happiness.
"Perfect, Henry! This is absolutely perfect!" He squeaked. I grinned at him.
"Good. Let's get started on designs. You're an artist, right?" I asked. He nodded.
"I can make blueprints of anything you need." He replied. I gave him a thumbs up.
"Well, Will. I think it's time we get to work. You know, the real stuff." I stated with full excitement.
"I suppose it is, Henry."
And so we scooted closer and started our work.