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♕ Free Willy ♕

Warning : This is a smut chapter.

It was Y/N's 21st birthday. So what would any person do on her 21st birthday? Go clubbing, right? Well Y/N didn't want to go at first but her "awesome" friends dragged her outside for a night on the town.

Y/N was sitting on her couch, making her way through a tub of ice cream as she binged her favorite show. Suddenly the phone rang.

"Hello? Um nothing right now. Why? It's 8 pm though. Fine. But you guys are paying and you better get me home safe."

Y/N now had plans. She was to go clubbing since she could now officially drink. But what would she wear? Sure it was 8 and her friend said she would come get her at around 9 or 10. But what would she wear? What do normal people wear to clubs? What do mature legal people wear?

Y/N walked into the bathroom and came out a short while later. She had done her hair and some natural looking make-up. Y/N then found what she was looking for. It was a F/C dress. Let's just hope I look good in this.

It was now 10: something and Y/N was getting out of her friend's car. They got into the club with ease. And Y/N was quickly dragged to the bar by her friends. "Guys, guys, please calm down. I'm not going anywhere." Her friends bought her some drinks and started to dance. Y/N just sat at the bar watching her friends "dance".

Y/N was now sitting at the bar for about 20 minutes when suddenly a man sat next to her. He smelled like cologne and the faint smell of pizza was there too. He had dark hair that was neat but messy at the same time. He was wearing a white shirt with a black tie and a name tag was present. Dave, huh? Dave ordered his drink and as soon as he opened his mouth Y/N noticed the accent. She felt drawn to it. His voice she could hear clearly over the music and clubbers, but not her thoughts.
Dave turned to her. Y/N quickly looked away from him and stared at the drink she was nursing. 

"Hello there." Dave purred.
Y/N looked up at him. "Hi."
"This place is boring isn't it?" He took a sip from his drink.
"Yeah, it is."
"Want to go somewhere where we can actually hear each other?"
'"Sure but only if you give me a name."
"Dave Miller, pleased to meet you." He stuck his hand out to shake.
"And who are you?"
"Y/N."
"That's a nice name. Follow me."
Y/N looked around for her friends but they seemed like they were having fun. She did text them the reason why she was leaving just in case this Dave guy tried killing her or something.

Dave led her outside the club and they were now walking. "Where are we going?" Y/N asked as she noticed how tall Dave actually was. "I run a pizzeria, we could go there if you like or we could go to my house." He kept walking.
"What pizzeria are we talking about?"
"Fredbear's but now it's Freddy Fazbear's."
"It's still open? Wow. I used to go there as a kid a lot. I had my 6th birthday there." Y/N smiled as she remembered a much simpler life.
Dave smirked. "It is still open. I make the animatronics. Who's your favorite?"
"Hmm. Let's see, Probably the yellow Bonnie who would go around giving cake to kids and then playing with them. My friend and I always wanted to get cake from him but he never paid any attention to us. Just other kids."
Dave bit his lip. "Spring Bonnie was always my favorite too." He smiled.
"So do you want to go?"
"Not really, I'm tired." Y/N yawned.
"Is your house near here, I could give you a ride or walk you."
"It's 30 minutes away. Is your home near?" Y/N looked around.
"It's actually 2 minutes away from here. Do you want to stay the night?" Dave bit his lip again.
"Sure." And this is how I die.
"Alright then, follow me Y/N." Dave purred. Y/N blushed and nodded.