Mike
A yawn escaped your throat, while you mopped the floor of the dining area. It was about 10:57. Staying up this long certainly wasn't doing you any good, the lack of sleep ruining your concentration during college, but you had to pay the rent some way. Also, there was something that kept you in Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, sometimes you waited until midnight to get it. Even if it was just a small look from his skyblue eyes, a short "Hi" from his deep, manly voice, or if you could at least catch a quick glimpse of his tall figure, heading towards the security office, it made your heart flutter. You didn't know exatly how it happened, but only after a few times you noticed yourself beeing head over heels for the nightguard working here after hours. Occupying yourself thinking about him, the time passed quickly while you kept mopping the floor. 'Would it help him if I left it wet and slippery?...The floor, I mean...well, the animatronics could fall down and therefor be unable to get to the office...but, no, they'ld get damaged and I'ld be responsible...no way I could afford that' Thoughts like that kept coming to your mind, but you simply dropped them. Beeing done with work, you took a look at the time: 11:39. Picking up your stuff you headed to the staff room, as you heard the door opening. Your head shot around seeing Mike step inside. "You're early." You noted, cursing in the back of your mind that you didn't look presentable at all. He shrug his shoulders. "Seems like it." With that he simply went off to the security office. "Be careful, it might still be wet on some spots!" You warned. "Will be." He coldly replied without giving you another look. Walking to get rid of your work stuff, you felt your heart going heavy. 'No way he likes me...'
Jeremy
"Ah...s-sorry, sorry I didn't see you." You turned around and looked up into the blue eyes of a taller, blonde male who had bumped into you. "Oh..no it's alright." His cheeks were covered in a shade of red and his entire appearance seemed shy and like the one of a child. An akward silence followed, as you were both standing in the cold hallway. "So...I suppose you're here for the nighguard-job too?" You asked after some time, making him jump a little. "Huh?... Uh, y-yeah I am..." He nervously kneaded his hands, his voice becoming more of a wisper at the end. "And? How comes?" He kept his gaze down, bearely moving. "Newspaper." He stated. 'Oh boy...this is going to be hard...' Before you could figure out how you could keep a conversation, the office door opened and the manager stepped out. "You're here. Well then, come on in!" You and Jeremy exchanged a quick look, you simply shrug your shoulders and both of you followed the manager, sitting down on the chairs in front of his desk. "So you are the two guys who want to get the security job?" He asked, and you nodded in agreement. "I've looked through your application sheets and...well..." You and Jeremy both leaned forward. " ...we've decided to put you on a dual shift."
Phone Guy/Scott
You nervously started playing with your hair, while your mentor approached you, giving you a welcoming smile under his green glasses. "You've made it in time, as I see. So, ready to start?" His voice made you blush a shade deeper, and you shyly nodded, hoping he wouldn't notice. "Well then, follow me!" Pointing an arm towards the main area he turned and waited until you came along. "Have you been to the establishment before?" He asked when you passed the stage where the animatronics were standing. "Uh...a few times when I was a child maybe..." You felt you're voice trembling, still trying to hide it as good as possible. "Okay, well that's why I'm here! Let's get you a uniform first, shall we?" Nodding, you followed him to the staff area and stopped in the locker room. Scott searched through a box, pulled out a pack of clothes and handed it to you. "(Y/cs), I presume?" Taking the uniform from him you nodded. "Yup, good eye!" He smiled at you and walked out. "Come out when you're ready then." With that he closed the door and left you sighing in the small room. Damn it! Damn it! DAMN IT! You cursed in your thoughts. Who knows how much older he is? Stop behaving like a ten year old in love. While argueing with yourself about whether or not to crush on your new mentor was a good idea, you slid out of your clothes and put on the uniform. It was a light blue bluse and a black skirt, and it fit like it was made for you.'Well then, here goes nothing...' you thought, and left the room.
