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“I hate this job, I hate this job so much!”
Coil, in her natural habitat, is banging her head against the wall in stress. These damn machines are alive and are out to GET her.
Siiiigh.
“I shouldn't have applied, I shouldn't have applied, I should just quit right now and leave.”
She checks the cameras, checks the doors, checks cams, Bonnie's gone, where did they go. She's so fucking scared but she needs to pull through.
Check the cams again. Gotta close that door soon. Freddy's gone now, close that door now until Bonnie leaves, check cams, he's not that far, Bonnie's gone so open that door-
Ding dong ding dong…
It's 6 AM. Oh swords, it's 6 AM. She didn't even realize time went by so fast. She's getting paid. She's alive. It's a Phightmas miracle.
“Fuck you Windforce, I'm perfectly capable of working!! Skateboard, I'm coming home!!”