I've got a date with a hella good looking keytar and I'm not wasting any more rehearsal time standing around like I'm waiting for a miracle." With that, Roxy left the group and made her way to the elevators, disappearing off to her green room near the entrance. You three losers can loiter here without me. "Well, isn't that exciting news gang?" Freddy asked, looking at his three friends. The group all nodded, watching Vanessa walk off and back toward the first-floor guard office. You all need to be in your green rooms at Rockstar Row by 10, so keep an eye on the time." One after another, they nodded their heads. Now, is that everything?" Vanessa asked, looking over the group. "Well, his application has a reference to the owner of that pizza place that closed down a few weeks ago, so I'm gonna go with yes for that. "Do you know if he likes pizza?" She asked innocently, earning a small laugh from Freddy. "Ooh, I've got one!" Chica exclaimed, waving her hand enthusiastically in the air. "Now, you guys got any other questions, or can I get back to declining the rest of these applications?" "Since you seem so enthusiastic about the new guy, you can take him to meet The Daycare Assistant once the place closes." Vanessa directed, earning annoyed grumbling from Roxy. He'll be here tomorrow night for his first night shift so he can get himself acquainted with the place." Vanessa replied, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Do you really expect this loser to get here on time and learn the layout in less than two hours?" that's only an hour before our afternoon performances. "So are you telling me I've gotta clean up my green room then?" Monty asked, letting out an annoyed huff as Vanessa nodded. "Yes, I've already returned his email with his application attached and asked him to come in at midday." "So is he having an orientation within the next few days, Vanessa?" Freddy asked, raising an eyebrow at the night guard, leaning back on the low wall of the stage. We'll also be putting him up for night guard duty, as I said before, so you all will have plenty of time to get to know the guy." "Now, on his resume, it says he's fairly good with the technical side of things, which means he'll likely be backstage helping you with sound balancing and lights during your performances, along with tuning your instruments and testing your microphones. On the other hand, Monty and Roxanne, the relatively newer faces to the core cast of the company, seemed reluctant to accept the news and were a slight bit against the idea. They were both fairly excited to hear there would be someone new around and were asking a variety of questions about whether or not the new guard would have an orientation during the daytime, and other questions of that nature. Freddy, the long-time face of Fazbear entertainment, and Chica, another familiar face of the franchise, took it well. Her eyes scanned over the group for a second, taking into account their facial cues and body language to the news. So expect a new guy within the next few days." "Just wanted to let you all know that we've been receiving new applications for night guard positions over the past few weeks, and I've stumbled across an application that looks pretty solid. "Oi, you lot." She said, getting the group's attention. Vanessa, the Pizzaplex's head guard, walked towards the stage where the four stars of the establishment were hanging out, chatting idly with each other. I closed my laptop and made my way over to my bed, studying the messy sheets for a moment before shrugging and flopping down onto them, falling asleep in a matter of minutes.įreddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex, Hurricane, Utah (USA) should get some sleep." I mumbled to myself, sitting there for a little while before getting up. With the pressure of completing my application to the Mega Pizzaplex Night & Maintenance Crew out of the way, I let out a long, relieved sigh and slumped back in my office chair, staring at the ceiling for a moment before checking the time. I nodded affirmatively as I saved and closed the document, attaching the completed application form to a blank email before setting the recipient as and hitting send. "Did I fill out the medical information section this time. full name here at the bottom." I directed myself, putting the information needed into the document. My eyes silently flicked over my laptop screen as I scanned the job application form for the fourth time tonight, the white light from the screen throwing a bright shadow across my small, barely lit bedroom. Hurricane Apartments, Hurricane, Utah (USA)
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