Fat British Prick! (William Afton x FEM! Reader)

You closed the door to your little apartment and rushed towards your desk. 'I need a job. And fast. You got to your old computer and searched forbrecent job openings. And, of course, there was one for Fredbear's Family Diner. What could go wrong?
Cover art edited by me, actual art by PinkyPills.
This story will contain child murder, death threats, gore, cursing, a Drunk Afton, and maybe more. NO SMUT WILL BE INCLUDED. If you wish for smut though, you may write some and DM it to me!