He really didn't want to touch it, but he didn't want to die either. The night guard bit his lip, pulling the tablet out of the brown moist substance. He wiped it off on his already dirty uniform, grimacing. As he checked the cameras, he found that the bunny had in fact moved and was standing in the dining area.
"Let the games begin," he said, nervously. He would have laughed at cheesy phrase if he wasn't fearing for his life. It was one o'clock already, but that didn't make him any happier, Bonnie, at least that's what he thought was the rabbit's name, could have been at his door earlier, he needed to be more careful. He checked the stage again, Chica and Freddy were still in their proper places. Good, he didn't need them adding to the mix of emotions running through him. He almost screamed when Bonnie decided he wanted a close up and stared right into the camera. He would have stared back but the amount of nope in his head made him drop the tablet. Again.
The rest of the night was, to his surprise uneventful, Bonnie mostly switched between the dining hall and storage closet, occasionally standing at the end at the end of the hall, while Freddy and Chica didn't move a bit. He breathed a sigh of relief as a loud bell rung, indicating it was now six o'clock, checking the cameras one last time, he saw Bonnie was now back on stage with the rest of the animatronics. He stood up, stretching his aching back. He glanced at the device in his pale hands.
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The guard pressed the power button and set it on the desk. He picked up the objects that littered the floor.
"Mike must have sure been mad when he got fired."
He threw away the remaining garbage, and slid a plastic bag over his hand before picking up the brown substance that he found to be nothing more than a simple piece of melted chocolate. He laughed he'd been staring at it all night debating what it was and didn't even notice the strong smell of dark chocolate.
Upon hearing keys rattle he rushed to the main door. He wanted to say so much yet he kept his mouth shut.
"Oh hello, you're still here!" The old man seemed surprised, like he expected him to be gone by now.
"Yep, I guess I just love this place so much I wanted to stick around," the guard said sarcastically. Though the manager obviously didn't pick up on it and smiled brightly.
"That's great! So can I expect you to be here tomorrow?"
No. "Yeah."
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Nicolai."
Nicolai nodded and walked out of the pizzeria, he'd always hated being called by his full name, but he didn't have the energy to correct the man.
Why did he say he would be back? Why was he coming back? Sure, he was broke and was about to be kicked out of his apartment, but was it worth risking his life for? He sighed and waited for the bus, to exhausted to think at the moment. He unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off.
"Ugh," he said, sticking his tongue out. The chocolate had stained his t-shirt as well. The bus arrived and he climbed on, throwing his bus fare at the driver, not caring as he yelled in response. Nick slouched in his seat, mentally preparing himself for the day ahead of him.
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