Five Night's at Freddy's: A Romantic Week
Prologue
I glanced at the different jobs, looking for one that pays much. Luckily, I found a big job entry in bold print called, "New Family Diner Freddy Fazbear's Pizza needs a security guard!
I'm Mike Schmidt, and I am quite living a bad life. Mostly it's financial debt and other miscellaneous stuff. This is why I am trying to find a job that can pay for all of it, which is the reason I am going to search for jobs on the newspaper. "Let's scan the newspaper…" I said to myself.
It pays $120.50 a week…not bad for this neighborhood.
The phone number said 555-FAZ-FAZBEAR, so I punched it in the phone and called for a space for a night shift.
The phone rang, and stopped. I was on the line. "Hello...?" I said. I heard a voice on the phone, "Hello, May I help you?" the voice spoke. "Yes, I'm here for the night shift…" I hoped they would say yes. "You're hired!"
"Oh…okay…bye…" I said awkwardly. "I guess I got a job that pays $120.50 a week. Not bad.
To be continued…
