devvieartmanIII

I pulled up to the small pizzeria named Freddy Fazbear's. I had been hired to fix the pirate. They told me that he had been decommissioned for a very long time, and that they felt that enough people would have forgotten why he was out of order in the first place. I had asked why, the owner had completely changed the subject. He wouldn't say a word about it. It was around ten in the morning. I stepped out of my car and walked in the front door. The owner met me there. "Hello." He said cheerily. "You must be Alexa." I looked at him with confusion. "Your the only adult walking in here without a kid. It's kind of obvious that you are the person