Sup, Inhuman here. Yes, this chap is short, and for good reason. I am going to put all badassery and the description of John's uniform in the next chap. BTW, for all people who get pissed cause i have short chapters, deal. I type on my mom's computer, and she does taxes almost 24/7. Some of the stuff i have already up i have been working on for probably months. I was working on the Galuna Final for at least six months because of the little amounts of time i got to type. Hopefully i;m gonna get a comp for my birthday in august, so shut the hell up and wait. If i dont, i repeat what i just said: DEAL! Everyone else gets to live alone and has their own stuff. I have none of that. I'm 13! I dont own shit.
John sighed as he walked in through the dual doors. He carried a duffel bag over his shoulder, and he wore a light t shirt and jeans. Sneakers were adorned on his feet. He walked into the room he was told to walk into, and saw a man already sitting at the chair in front of the desk. The man immediately saw him, and tilted his head in confusion.
"You're not wearing the uniform."
"I modified it. Its not like any burglars are going into this hell hole anyway, with what's happened here. I'm surprised you're still in business." He said honestly
"We're the only place people can send their kids during the day. Good point, by the way. What's in the duffel?"
"Defense." The man nodded his head in acceptance.
"May I see the uniform you made before I go? I still have half an hour."
"Sure. Just let me change. If I take a while, you can take from the bag. There's more than enough." John said as he dropped the duffel on the desk and walking to the closet behind the man. The man opened the bag to see the 'defense'. He nodded before leaning back, checking the cameras again. Minutes later, John walked out of the closet. The man turned to see him before smiling.
"Well you're prepared."
"Of course, I'm about to stay a month at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."