Mike's POV:
My boss called me earlier today telling me that I had a new co-worker. I already had Chris as the janitor, who else did I need?
"Jeremy I'm going to work at eleven forty," I called getting dressed."
"S-so am I," he called back. I walked out of my room to see Jeremy in a night guard suit like the on at Freddy Fuckbear's...
"You're killing yourself kid," I said as he saw me in my uniform.
"You work at the pizzeria?" He asked.
"Yeah, co-worker, so does Chris," I say putting on my shoes. The clock read 11:30
"W-what do y-you m-mean b-by getting m-myself k-killed?" He asked.
"Jer, Freddy Fuckbear's is a deadly place at night," I said. "Now let's go," I looked at him and he was frozen in the hallway. I sigh as I walk over to him and pick him up bridal style which makes him blush.
"I d-don't w-want to d-die," he whispers as I take him outside and to my car.
"On my watch you won't Jer, now get in," I say putting him in and getting in the drivers seat.
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We got to Freddy Fuckbear's in five minutes.
"So you're the new guy?" Chris asks Jeremy when we're in the office. He leans on the broom he was holding.
"Yeah.." Jeremy looks down. Chris laughs.
"Mike," he turns to me. I look up waiting for him to continue. "I bet you twenty dollars that he'll die in the first two hours," he smirked.
"Shut up Chris!" I said as went over to him. "Forty that he'll die in the first," I whisper.
"I heard that!" Jeremy glared at us. "I don't want to die!"
"Well then why did you get this job?" Chris asks.
"I didn't know this was killer," Jeremy said.
"Hundred he'll die in the first twenty minutes," I said.
"Fuck you guys," Jeremy said waiting for the job to begin. Chris and I just laughed.
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Sorry it's so short! So, how are you guys enjoying the story so far?

P.S. you might hate me for the next chapter