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Mike Schmidt - You just got hired by the boss of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, and now you're wandering the halls of the Pizzeria, just to find the restroom You walked down the hall, trying to find the ladies' restroom. "This pizzeria had changed since the last time I was here... I can't even find my way to the restroom." You said, as you walked down the hall, and came upon an office. "Hm... Must be for the Nightshift... I remember his name being Mike... Something..." You tried to remember the name of your co-worker. "The name's not Mike something. It's Mike Schmidt." A male voice said, as you flinched a little. You turned around to see a guy wearing the Night Shift uniform, seeing black circles under his light blue eyes. He extended his arm, expecting you to shake his hand. You eyed him suspiciously. "What? Ain't ya gonna shake your new co-worker's hand?" He teased. You sighed and shook his hand, at the same time gave out a small smile. "The name's Mike Schmidt. How about you?" He said. "It's (Y/N)... (Y/N) (L/N)". He smiled, and said, "Welcome to hell.". You gave out an unsure smile, and just went with it. After hours of screaming and jumpscares the nightmare was finally over, or so you thought. "You have to do this every night though...." Mike said, as he snickered at your reaction. Before you guys left the pizzeria, he gave you a piece of paper. You opened it, to see his phone number. "Call me, 'kay?" He said, as he drove off, leaving you a blushing mess.

Jeremy Fitzgerald - You sat down on the bench of the train station, patiently waiting for your train to arrive. You looked at your watch, and frowned. "Oh geez.... My Mom's gonna kill me if I don't head home soon...." You said to yourself, as you pulled your scarf up your nose. You looked at the message board, seeing the train won't arrive in an hour. You groaned, and kicked the floor in irritation. "I knew I shouldn't have picked a fight with Wallace." You said, in irritation. You leaned back on the bench, hugging your bag. "H-Hello..." A male voice said, as you averted your eyes to the source. It was a honey brown haired guy, emerald green eyes, and a warm smile. He was wearing a green turtle-neck sweater, with a red scarf, a pair of blue jeans, and brown boots. "C-Can I s-sit here?" He asked, as you nodded. "Sure." You replied, and he sat down. "So... Uh y-you're taking the r-ride to N-Norway Avenue?" He asked, as you nodded. "M-Me too..." He stuttered, making you giggle. He looked at you, and smiled. "You have cute stutters..." You said, as he blushed. "Thanks.. Uh..." He trailed off. "The name is (Y/N) (L/N). It's nice to meet you." You said, as you met his gaze. "Mine's J-Jeremy F-Fitzgerald... I-It's n-nice t-to m-meet you t-too." He said, as he smiled at you. You both heard the intercom say, "The train to Norway Avenue, will be arriving in 1 minute.". You smiled, and said, "Well here's our ride. Wanna talk during the way?" You asked, as he said, "T-That would b-be nice...". Soon the train arrived, and you guys sat next to each other. You talked a little about yourself, and so did he. Sooner or later, the train arrived at your stops. "Well, I gotta go, Jeremy. It's was nice talking to you, oh yeah!" You said, as you reached for something in your pocket. It was a piece of paper. He opened it, and you said, "Call me sometime, 'kay?" You said, as you walked out the station, and jogged back to your house, leaving Jeremy blushing a new shade of red.

Scott Cawthon - You walked down the hall of bookshelves surrounding you, in the book store. You stopped at the fantasy section, and saw your favorite book on the very top. You were short, and you couldn't reach it. You tip toed, and tried to reach it, but another hand grabbed it first. "Here you go, Miss." A guy said, as he lend you the book. You looked at him, he had red hair, raven black iris', and sweet smile plastered on his face. He wore a white button up shirt, with a black necktie, a pair of black slacks, and a pair of white converse. "Th-Thank you, sir..." You said, embarrassed. "No problem, say that book.... it's very popular." He said, pointing at the book. "Y-Yeah it is... Have you read it before?" You asked, and he smiled. "Yep. One of the best I've ever read!" He said. He made you giggle, but you stopped. "Hey, you've got a very cute giggle..." He said, as you blushed. He smiled, and extended his hand. Expecting you to shake it. "My name's Scott Cawthon. What's yours?" He asked, as you shook his hand. "It's (Y/N) (L/N).... It's nice to meet you, Scott" you said, as you stopped shaking his hand. "Hey, after you buy that book, wanna go somewhere and talk?" He suggested, as you simply nodded. You gotta admit he's pretty hot. After you bought the book, you left the bookstore, with Scott by your side. You both decided to go to a café, and talk. You both ordered an espresso, and sat down near a window on the second floor. "So, you like reading books, (Y/N)?" He asked, as you adjusted your (F/C) framed glasses. "Yep. I gained the addiction of reading when I was only 9. Now I'm 21. Crazy right?" You said you took a sip from your espresso. "Not at all, I began to read famous novels at the age of 9 as well, even though I didn't understand some of the big words back then." He said, as you both gave out a giggle. "What other genres of books do you like, Scott?" You asked. "I like action, sci-fi, and romance." He replied, making you surprised. "I like those too, we have alot in common, Scott." You said, you finished drinking your espresso. "Hehe.... Yeah.... It's been great talking to you, (Y/N)... Maybe we can do this again sometime?" He asked, as you wrote something on a piece of paper. You gave it to Scott, and smiled, "I'd love to, I gotta go... Little bro will be pissed if I don't come home with his ramen." You said, as you stood up, and waved a goodbye at him, and he waved back.

Vincent Bishop - You walked down the dark street, while hearing the clanking of your shoes on the pavement. While you were walking, you came upon an alleyway, and you heard someone following you. You stopped and turned around seeing a person wearing a black hood, and he was holding a knife. "W-What do you want from me?!" You exclaimed in fear, he just grinned, and raised his arm into the air. "Don't move, or else I'll stab you in the eye." He said, as you shivered. You tried to run away, but he yanked you by the wrist, and pulled you back. "Let me go!" You yelled out, as you looked at the person, as he raised the knife in the air, and swung it down. You closed your eyes and waited, but it never came. Instead you heard someone grunting, and fighting him. You heard footsteps running away. "You're safe now, dear. Don't be afraid now." A male voice said, it sounded soothing. You opened your eyes, to see a man wearing everything purple. "What beautiful eyes you have~" he said, as you blushed. "I-I... T-Thank you, very much for your help, sir..." You said, as you began to walk away. He frowned, but followed you. "Uhm... You can go home now..." You said, as you kept on walking. "You might get hurt again, dearest.... You wouldn't want that~" he said, as you sighed. "Why are you following me then? How can I be sure, that you won't hurt me?" You said pointing at him. "Because... Didn't I just save you from that killer earlier? I'm just making sure, if you get home safe and sound~" he said, as you sighed in defeat. "Fine." You murmured, as you started walking, and he started walking with you. After a few minutes of walking, you finally arrived at your house. Before he left, you asked "Hey, what's your name?". He turned to look at you, and smirked. "The name is Vincent Bishop... Here..." He said, as he gave you a piece of paper. "Call me. We can hangout sometime, (Y/N)." He said, as he left. Leaving you blushing madly. He didn't even need to ask your name.

Fritz Smith - You were new to the surroundings of the area. Since you just moved to New York from Mexico, you had to adjust to your surroundings. Right now, you're just taking a jog in the park, early in the morning. You were the only person in the park, at least you thought you were. You did 3 laps, and you stopped to have a break at a bench. You drank some of your water, and wiped your sweat. "Hello!" You heard someone exclaim, as you looked at it's direction. Surprsied to see a man with orange hair, grey eyes, a toothy smile on his face. He has red glasses on his eyes. He was wearing a grey tank top, with a grey hoodie, a pair of red basketball shorts, and a pair of grey sneakers. "Oh! I thought I was the only one, here!" You exclaimed. "I thought the same thing too!" He said, as he sat next to you. It was silent for a few minutes, as you drank some water. "You're new here, aren't you?" He asked. You nodded, and said "I'm from Mexico, just got here 3 days ago." You said, as you placed the cap of your water. "Well, welcome to New York. I'm sure you'll love it here!" He exclaimed, as he stood up and stretched. You stood up as well, as started stretching. "Wanna jog together?" You asked, with smile. "Sure, I can get to know you more." He said, as you began jogging and so did he. "So... What's your name? The name's Fritz Smith." He said, as you faced him. "My name is (Y/N) (L/N). It's nice to meet you, Fritz." You said, as Fritz smiled back. "So how many laps do you aim to do?" He asked. "I aim to do 5, already done 3." You answered. "Cool." He answered. It went silent for a little, but you spoke up, "So wanna do this again sometime?" You asked him, as he pulled out something from his pocket. "Sure, you can call me. Here's my number." He said, as he gave you a paper. "Uhm... Thanks..."You said, as you finished your 4th lap. "Do you wanna go somewhere after this?" He asked, as you said, "Sure why not?".

Richard Jones - (If you don't know him, he is that other purple guy in FNAF 2. Plus I don't actually know if Jones is his last name, so I just decided to leave it like that...) You went in the pizzeria, with your niece, accompanying you. You were babysitting your sister's daughter, and decided to bring her to Fazbear's pizzeria. "Go on, little niece. You can go play with the other kids. I'll be right back, don't get in trouble, okay?" You said, as she gave out a big smile. She ran off to the other kids, while you knock on the door of the manager. "Who is it?!" He yelled, as you opened the door. You looked into the room, to see a man wearing a bowling hat, and a maroon tuxedo. "Uhm... I'm here for the Night Shift...? Is it still open?" You asked. "Oh... Of course... Just fill out this sheet, and get your uniform later... " He said, as he handed you a sheet of paper. You filled it out, and gave it back to him. "Welcome to the fazbear family, miss (Y/N). Your uniform will be given to you later tonight." He said, as you left the room, after saying thank you to him. You called out your niece's name, finding out that she was nowhere in the dining place. You started to panic a little, and went down the hallway to find her. You called out her name, but couldn't find her. "Oh my god... My sister's going to kill me..." You said, as you were walking out the hallway, seeing your niece near the entrance, with a man with a light purple uniform, and black eyes with white pupils. He seems to be comforting your niece. You ran over to them, to see your niece crying.... Well.... She was crying. She giggled and laughed, as the man kept on entertaining her. She saw you, and instantly hugged you. "Where have you been?! And what happened?!" You asked worried. "The mean boys were teasing me, and scaring me... But this man scared them away!" She exclaimed, as you picked her up. The man approached you, and smiled. "Thank you very much, Sir. I'm sorry for the trouble she caused for you." You said, as he smiled at you. "No worries, Miss. She look like she needed help, and I just help kids, it's my job actually. One of my jobs to be precise. I'm also a Night Shifter here..." He said, as you began to giggle. "Well then... We should get going... This little gal's Mother must be worried about her." You said, as you bopped her nose. "Wait she isn't your child?" He asked."Nope. I'm just babysitting her.... I'll See you later, Sir." You said, as you began to walk out, but stopped when he said, "The name's Richard Jones.". You turned around, and said, "my name is (Y/N) (L/N). It's nice meeting you, Mr. Jones" You said, as you began walking out the pizzeria, making your niece say, "Bye-bye Mr. Purple Man!". This made you giggle, not noticing Richard's blush, and waving back at your niece.

Chris Parker - (again, I don't know if that's Chris' last name.) You were in a party of a friend of yours. She throws one of the wildest parties, but wild isn't really your thing. She just persuaded you to come, because you didn't have anything planned for the afternoon, and you thought, "The hell with it....". Here you are, sitting alone, outside, on the balcony. Drinking a cup of punch. "Ugh... I don't like parties..." You mumbled, as you placed your glass on the table. You looked at the sky, noticing all the stars. Just when you were about to say something, a guy just came out the balcony door, and closed it. He was breathing heavily. "F-inally.... I... Escaped her- oh....." He stopped talking, as his gaze was at you. "Oh... I... Was just... Passing by..." He said, as you sighed. He notices this and instead of opening the door he closes it. He sat next to you, and you let him be. "Why aren't you in there, partying hard?" He asks. "I don't like wild parties..." You answered. "Oh I see.... The name is Chris... Chris Parker. You're that gal, that Candy (your friend), has been talking about. I gotta admit that she is right, you really are cute." He said, making you blush. "She really said that?!" You thought. "Oh.. Uhm... My name is... (Y/N) (L/N)... It's nice to meet you Chris." You said, as you took a sip of your punch. "We're kinda like the same... I don't dislike wild parties, I just don't like the girls that always flirt with me, it's a pain in the ass..." He said, as you giggled. "That would be a pain in the ass..." You said, as you finished your punch. After a few minutes of talking, you heard your favorite song to play. "Oh cool! They're playing my favorite song! C'mon! Let's dance!" Chris stood up, and extended his arm. You smiled, and agreed to dance with him. You actually did have fun a this party. Ending up meeting this guy, who showed you a good side to wild parties.

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