"Everybody smiles at you." Ah, the beloved late 80s. A wonderful time to be alive! At least, that's what Y/N had in his mind. Crushed dreams and expectations all led to him working at a old, run-down pizzeria in London. A few quarters from a college drop-out can't pay the bills, anyways. Maybe something will come his way to make life slightly more bearable. And there he was. He made Y/N feel weak, dizzy, and even 𝘦𝘶𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘤. God knows, he made him feel the same way. EXTRA INFORMATION: ----- I will be labelling this story as an AU, since it has heavily altered elements. Don't ask for smut, while there might be romantic/sexual tension in some chapters, they won't do the devil's tango.. or whatever you call it LMAO (cough cough asexual) The reader uses he/him pronouns! If the description isn't accurate to what you look like, feel free to change it. I'll try my best to make the reader as diverse as I can! POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mentions of murder/death, language, literally anything triggering in FNAF. (Which is--- to say the least, a lot.) Spoilers, probably.