IN THE BOONDOCKS / private

[dannychan]

mike looked to the door and whistled. "about time someone showed up. you're muse, right?" he called from across the restaurant, waving. "you know no one actually comes in until seven, right?"

[peridot.]

Muse blinked and looked up, his face turning a bit red as he saw the other male, "I didn't know.. anybody was in here..." He then said, scratching the back of his neck and abandoning the purple bow tie he had been fumbling with, "And, uh, I know that, but I just got off of emergency room work and I figured I could get stuff done early.."

[dannychan]

he nodded. "yeah. did no one tell you i stay for breakfast? god, they really don't train the newbies like they used to."

[peridot.]

He shook his head and said quietly, frowning a bit, "Uh, no. Nobody really told me much of anything except for that I'm working here and I've gotta wear this uniform.'

[dannychan]

he nodded and sighed, moving and holding his hand out to shake. "well, i'm mike schmidt. im the night guard. i bed you to understand one thing. you do not come in early or stay late. you are out five minutes before closing and here either by six o five or seven." he said.

[peridot.]

He blinked and rose an eyebrow in confusion, but he shook the other's hand, saying softly, "Uhm, alright, I guess. This... This place needs a nightguard? People try to break in here?"

[dannychan]

he blinked. "that's not why, but i'm not allowed to tell you why, anyways, so.. how about you get me a pizza and some coffee with creamer? make yourself a cup and i'll pay for it."

[peridot.]

He blinked and furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion at the first part, but then he nodded a bit and said softly, "Uhm... alright. Alright, I'll be back." He headed toward the kitchen, disappearing inside for a while. After a bit, he came back with a what was requested, placing them down at the table and sipping at his own coffee, seeming drowsy still.

[dannychan]

mike hated working the night shift at fazbears pizzeria thats what it's called right, but it was the best job he could get. after working there for around a year now, he had gotten used to the ghostly animatronics, and they had gotten used to him to the point that they could all sit in the night guard room and watch netflix (foxy particularly liked pirates of the caribbean) or hulu (freddy liked just about any hulu original) and they would just hang out.

of course, there were days when one of them would get pissy and decide to try and fuck him up, but he always had a baseball bat ready. last night had been one of those nights, and chika's head was very much dented. as he moved out of the back guards room, he would sit at a booth and sigh, stretching. as he would normally do, he'd wait for a morning worker to get there and he would ask for a piece of pizza and coffee. he had gotten a notice that they had a new waiter there, too. apparently he was called muse.

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[peridot.]

the name isn't important just call it The Hellhole

Muse wasn't exactly... enthused with the idea of being a waiter at Freddy Fazbear's. He knew he needed the money, and his learning job as a nurse kinda made it hard to find a job that would work with his schedule, so he was kinda stuck with it. He used to come here all the time as a kid with Immy, but then... something had happened and his Mom had decided that they weren't going to go anymore. He couldn't remember exactly what, but he assumed it was something pretty bad, since Mari was the sort of person to let him choose what he wanted to do most of the time.

Anyways, it was his first real day, and he was trying to come off as not too exhausted. He was just coming off of his first real practice day at the emergency room, so he was pretty damn tired, and now he had to go and do more work. Although, the worst part he found so far were the uniforms. Every waiter wore some sort of tux representing one of the male animatronics, minus Foxy, and every waitress wore an outfit inspired by Chica. At the moment, he was fumbling with his tie as he walked in the door, looking extremely ruffled as he mumbled to himself, "Shit, shit, shit.."