@heroikos | cont.
“ . . . ”
At this point, she’s convinced that you’re drunk, Vanny. Instead of going home, she’s going to lay you down on the couch and give you some water. Oh, and she’s making you social distance yourself from the wine bottle.
“ I’ll guard you for the rest of the night. How does that sound? “
oh, she’s drunk, all right. after all, it was another free day from fazbear’s shitty policies, the deadly deliveries, and most of all ---- glitchtrap’s constant yammering planning within her head. although the rabbit had protested upon her grabbing the bottle, she had nonetheless shut him up after a while.
and now, she smiled giddily up at jessica, drunken glee in her features as she took the glass of water from her. the other woman was always so busy, it was a delight to have her here, even if vanny was drunk and much less impressive than she usually was.
“i’d love that...chase thoshe animatronics out of my head, babe. if i never shee a fucking...freddy again, it’ll be too soon.”











