It didn’t matter that this only happened after days where she seemed particularly tired, or that it was always just plain black coffee compared to your own sugary monstrosity - you barely entertained the fact that she noticed what you drank, even though you made sure to get her own drink of choice. Sometimes you’d bring in an extra coffee, claiming that you’d been accidentally given two. Plus, it was only polite to be nice to your coworkers, right? One thing you didn’t stop doing was reaching out, whenever it felt like she was thawing slightly despite her seeming insistence on not interacting with you unless completely necessary, you still held out hope. Thankfully, you did not, and after some time trying to initiate conversation, you began to give up and settle into the indifferent routine. If you had any less shame (and were more aware of your issues), you might even say her icy exterior was a turn-on for you. You didn’t know what you’d expected, but she seemed as disinterested in you as humanly possible, barely even looking at you and only talking when discussing who was going to stay in the office that night and who was going to bite the bullet and patrol around the building.Īnd yet, it didn’t stop your near embarrassing infatuation with her. Unfortunately for you, after some routine pleasantries, Vanessa seemed insistent on keeping it that way. You had to admit she was hot, tall and pretty in a way you found almost intimidating even in the admittedly unflattering uniform of your job, but you knew nothing about her personality. She’d turned around from the cameras, bored eyes falling on you, and you’d felt yourself falling instantly. An administrative worker (you barely remembered their name, if you were honest) had given you a tour of the building, naming protocols you were sure you’d never remember, and then had walked you into one of the many security offices to meet your coworker (technically, your boss, if her “Head Guard” status was anything more than a label). It had started on pretty much day one of your job. Three, you were down horrendously bad for your fellow guard, Vanessa. (You guessed if you looked if them in a certain light, they were almost cute.) Much too big for its extremely small team of exactly two night guards, which is why you were very glad for the S.T.A.F.F bots, despite their vaguely creepy appearances. Two, and speaking of the building, it was vast. On the few days you’d come in early (or left late), it seemed like the place was packed from opening to closing time, and you much preferred to wander the quiet, almost liminal building when it was not in that state. One you were very glad you worked the night shift. Since beginning work at Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex, you had became aware of three things.
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