My Lil Devil- Bendy x Fem!Reader

Okay so

This story is not going to get deleted, as a lot of you tell me not to, but it has been taking a while for me to update it. It's either because I keep forgetting the chapter in my notes, I'm busy at school, I get distracted writing other stuff, or I'm drawing instead. I really wanna continue this story for y'all, but I'm having difficulties writing anything recently, ehehe... but for now, you can know this isn't getting deleted. An I'll even include the snippet of the next chapter that I have been trying to write for like, ever, and you guys can tell me what I can do next!
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Your eyes slowly opened, the (e/c) irises shining in the pale moonlight streaming through your window. It was night, like, the middle of the night. You had no clue why you were awake at this time. Sitting up, stretching and yawning, you stood from your bed and padded into the bathroom. Staring in the mirror at your reflection, you took a brush to your bed head and started combing through the (h/l) (h/c) locks. After going through your morning ritual of bathing and changing into your clothes, you made your way downstairs, preparing to make yourself some breakfast. You had the day off work today, so you could make some pancakes for yourself. As you did so, you noticed the letter that you had picked up yesterday sitting on the counter, and you cocked an eyebrow.

"I don't remember placing this here.." You spoke aloud, to no one in particular. Shrugging it off, you simply picked up the envelope and began to open it. Your eyes scanned over the first sentence.

"Dear (Y/n)," You didn't get to read the rest, as your attention snapped back to your pancake. You flipped the food before it burned and put the letter down, opting to read it when your breakfast wasn't in danger of charring. After your pancakes were complete and you had placed them on a plate and sat at your kitchen table, you looked back at the letter.

"Dear (Y/n),

If you are reading this, you've successfully received my letter! I'm sorry for yelling at you all those years ago, please, won't you visit me in the studio?

Sincerely, Joey Drew." Your eyes narrows at the content of the letter. Why would Joey be contacting you? After all these years? Sighing and shrugging it off, you made a decision to go. After all, you missed the studio. Who knows, maybe you'd see Bendy and the others again.