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the 80s.. an era where things seems to be peaceful and chaotic with hints of joyful playfulness in them when in reality, it can be dull, harsh and especially with the sexism and racism flowing these streets like some disease. despite everyone saying it was a joyful era, i personally don't think so, though of course, i wouldn't say that out loud.
i'm ____ , a young living adult who's trying to make earnest cash for their sibling. it's hard, especially in this cramped up old apartment that feels like it could break with just one singular harsh wind blowing against it— i checked the time of the clock hanging on the plain, white walls, swaying ever so slightly with a creaking sound.
' i should get that fixed soon, huh.'
i thought, before sitting down at my couch, patiently tapping my foot against the wooden floor.
my little brother should be here any time soon.... he went out to school today in a good mood, which makes my day more brighter than it has been before, as i've told him i've found a potential job to work with— especially that job being located in a well-known family friendly entertainment restaurant. who wouldn't be excited? it's freddy fazbears pizzeria! a place where all people of age can enjoy their time and have fun.
though personally, looking at those robotic mascots moving around with eyes that seems to stare at your very own soul, scares the living crap out of me but i guess i can't say the same for young children— they look at them as if they're some magical fairy you'd see in those children books. i guess it must be nice to be a kid at this time of the year—
CLICK..
i turned to look at the apartments main door to see my little brother, who has returned from school. with a smile, i stood up and instantly hugged him, running my fingers gently through the new mullet hairstyle he got as i've gave him a small peck on his head.
" how's your day, kiddo? no bullies,
i hope..? "
he looked up to me and grinned, shaking his head before dropping his bag onto the floor.
" nope! thank goodness though, it was quite a close call. almost ran to em' — those little suckers. but, but ! that's not important, i'm more excited for that job you talked about. "
i chuckled, patting his head before crossing my arms together, giving him a playful smirk.
" well good news, buddy— we're going there today for the interview. you get to see all the animatronics performing there. so get ready, i'll wait for you in a bit, 'kay? "
my little brother hugged me, muttering a quick 'thank you' before running off to his room to get changed. i smiled knowingly, as the freddy fazbear pizzeria was his dream restaurant to go too and with the low amount of money we have, i couldn't bring him there to let him enjoy his childhood while he can but as if, luck was on my side— the night-guard shift of the pizzeria was available for us to go for. obviously, seeing there isn't much requirements that is asked for, plus the change of the job was at least good enough for me to pay our rent and my brother's school, so i asked to get the job.
i just hope... they would accept me in. seeing those hopeful eyes of my sibling, i didn't want to let him down saying they didn't accept my offer, so with that in mind— i was determined. determined to be my best behaviour at the interview.
i quickly head over to my room and opened my closet to grab a white blouse and some black pants to look somewhat formal, brushing my hair and grabbing the documents for the interview. this should be alright to showcase during the job interview, enough to at least look professional to the manager. i walked out of my bedroom, closing the door, just in time for my brother to head out of his room, looking ready to go to the restaurant as he gave me a small smile, reaching to hold my hand with a small grabbing motion he tends to do unconsciously. it's adorable. returning his smile, i grabbed his hand and the car keys as we head out— going forward to the rental car i own as we drove towards the restaurant.
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parking the car nearby the restaurant, i pushed the breaks with my foot— looking back at the backseat to see my little brother already excitingly unbuckling his seatbelt to exit the car. i chuckled at his adorable excitement.
" slow down there kiddo, you have all the time to get there. "
i teased, making my little brother stuck his tongue out to me as he chuckles, leaving the car to go towards the restaurant, with me following behind. i fidget with my fingers, slightly nervous for the job— even though it wasn't my first time going for a job interview. it's just... the way this place gives me a shiver down my spine. like something is wrong in there— telling me to run away while i can. i don't know what the feeling was, but it's making me nauseous.
clueless to what started this feeling, as this place looks pretty normal to me, the blaring title of the restaurant, glowing bright yellow, a small banner of cartoon versions of their main mascots being above the title of the restaurant. very clearly, showing the children entertainment aspect of this building.
i paused, taking a deep breath as i rub small circles on my abdomen in hope to relieve the nausea.
" alexander— wait up, bud'. give me a second, just not feeling good right now.. "
my little brother halt his steps and looked back at me, a concerned expression slowly forming on his face— he walked up to me, grabbing my shoulder gently.
" are you good ___? you look a bit pale. "
i took a deep breath in, before exhaling as i stood up straight, giving him a smile before rubbing his head.
" i'm fine now, don't worry. just a bit nervous that's all. "
he hesitated, unsure if he should trust my words or not but at the end, he let go of my shoulder, before nodding as my little brother ran to the entrance, a grin on his face. i sighed — looking back up at the title, wondering as to why it suddenly made me nauseous. shaking my head to get rid of such thoughts, i give myself a pat on my shoulder to hype myself up and walked towards the entrance.
being introduced instantly with the blaring sound of screaming, excited children and parents chattering amongst themselves as i entered. though one may say it's horribly unbearable. for me, it felt...comforting to say the least— just a normal fun family restaurant. giving me more reasons to try and get this job— alexander would love this restaurant. just the thought of him running around and dancing alongside with the other children makes me let out a small giggle, but what caught my eyes isn't the children and the parents, it was the animatronics.
the stiff, robotic movements of the animatronics was uncomfortable to watch— that same eerie feeling came back to me, goosebumps appearing on my arms but hey, at least the song they're singing is catchy !
suddenly, amongst the loud noises, i hear a masculine, deep voice with a hint of roughness to it beside me, calling out my name.
" ms. ___ ? welcome to the freddy fazbear pizzeria restaurant. "