YOUR P.O.V
You had no idea why you came back that next night. There was no point. It was practically suicide, going back there. But your feet said overwhise. When you arrived, you sat in your F/C car, staring into the darkness.
It'll be fine. They won't attack me... right?
You step out of the car, the cold wind smacking you in the face. Your H/C hair blew backwards, and you shivered slightly. Crazy. Utterly... mad. But you couldn't stop now. With a sigh, you strode towards the door, pausing outside, hand on door. You shake your head and push open the door.
MIKE'S P.O.V
I spun around on the chair. I don't know why Y/N was fired... or quit, I'm not sure. So I was given this job. Well.... I did offically have the job, but I had arrived late the night before. Just a tiny bit late. But not so late that Y/N was shoved into a suit. Then, the clock struck twelve. And now, the re-invented Hunger Games begins...
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Sorry for short chapter!! It's just a filler, y'now.
Bye, my Reader-Bearstie's!!
Bear xxx
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That Crimson Animatronic (Foxy X Reader) Book One.
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