Five Nights At Freddy's Fredbear's Family Diner นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Alpha, I don't think you're using a wheelchair very often today. Are your legs feeling painful? "I ask with concern.I know that the boss left his wheelchair at the company gate after returning from the celebrity concert today and angrily walked into the office, venting his anger. Freddy pushes Stephen and me away, looking cold and speaking faintly, "I'm fine." "Freddy, let's go drink! We will order some of your favorite fried chicken and chips to eat." Stephen grabs Freddy's arm again warmly.

It was Friday and on Fridays, they leave the office around 2 pm. Fred didn’t drive back home with the couple. He pretended to be engaged in some work so June and David left. A few minutes after they were gone, he took one of the company’s spare cars and drove home. He couldn’t stand sharing the same space with June now that he had seen her for who she was. The setting of the table was coordinated by Sylvia. Leonard was already settled while David, Fred, and June were in their rooms. A few minutes after the table was set, Fred showed up in a casual outfit. He got a smile from Sylvia who was heading back to the kitchen. It was at that point he realized that she wasn’t herself earlier. He recip

"That's a new one. Alright, off you go. Try not to acquire any more injuries tonight, yeah?" As she watched him wobble out, Freya sighed and braced herself for whatever drunken mishap would come through the door next. It was going to be a long night. The door swung open and Ellie popped her head in, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Got a live one for you, Frey. Thirty-four-year-old male, and get this - not pissed off his arse." Freya's eyebrows shot up. "On a Friday night? What is he, a bloody unicorn?"

Quentin Black will kill me even before I try to touch his grand daughters fingers again. “Dude, thank you for having us her, but my mom is gonna kill me if I miss dinner tonight.” Fred is a certified mama’s boy and he was not afraid to announce it to the world. Fred loves her Ma so much that if her mother does not like girl he is currently dating---Fred would listen to he and break it off.

Alicia shut the door, and locked up. “That went well,” she muttered, returning the jacket to the rack before going back to her movie night. *** The cafe bells jingled, as someone walked in. “We’re closed,” Fred replied, from the counter, without looking up from the records he was taking. “Actually, I’m here to see you.” Fred looked up, and scoffed. “You again, huh,” he returned his attention to the ledger. “No thanks.” Suddenly, Josh landed a punch in Fred’s face.

He splashed some water on his face, hoping to look better and be more awake, by the time he was out of the bathroom, Nei-nei returned, this time, she swung the door open and demanded his presence on the dinning table. “Alright, alright! Grandma, I’m coming!” “How was the night?” Her whispering made Fredrick suspect that she wasn’t just asking about his night, she was expecting some other answers. “Terrible, I barely slept.” Fredrick replied. “Oh, Freddie! Barely sleeping is a good thing.” She exclaimed softly, as she turned around and out of the room. As Fredrick approached the dinning table, Avery locked gaze with Fredrick and an electric feeling buzzed around the room.

Fred scooted closed and whispered in Dante's ear, "everyone wants to be with boss. Both men and women. Though he doesn't really pay attention to women. Even though he's bisexual." "What about the men?" Fred grinned, "he has a bucket full of boy toys. You've never followed him to Siren have you?" "Siren?" Fred leaned away from Dante's ear, "that's the club boss visits every Friday. I followed him once and dang! The amount of guys that surrounded boss was insane. It was as if they were given different portions on boss's body. One was massaging his neck, one was messaging his toes, one was..." Fred looked around to be sure no one was listening to him, "one was giving him a blowjob." He whispere

I headed out, stopping a taxi that took me to the club. The signpost of the club 'Sweaty nights' was tempting enough to draw me in. I wanted the noise. I didn't want company, but I also didn't want to be alone. I wanted to be out of my head and this club provided all of that. Loud music blaring from the speakers mounted in every corner of the building temporarily swallowed the dull ache in my heart. I was wearing a black, long-sleeved dress. It wasn't a club fit, but it was good enough. Once the security man was done checking my ID, I headed straight to the bar.

“I’m a psychologist. His son’s in trouble. I’m trying to help him.” Even as I said it, the words felt hollow. Was I helping him? “What’s his name?” Bert asked. “Bobby.” Recognition flickered. “Yeah… I remember him. Lenny used to bring him down the depot during the holidays. Kid would sit at the back, ringing the bell for the driver. So what’s he done?” “He assaulted a woman. He’s about to be sentenced.” Bert gave a dry, humourless smile. “That sort of thing happens. I’ve had a go at my old lady once or twice. She hits harder than me. All forgotten by morning.”

"If I'm the one looking for them, do you think that those two brats would dare to say that they're busy?" Jefferson knew that as long as he ordered, Bruce and the others would have to return immediately, even if that meant that they were on the moon. "Forget it, let's not go to the farm. Let's go to Charm Club instead. I'll call Freya and ask her to come with Freddy." Adrienne took out her mobile phone and gave Freya a phone call. Freya agreed to the invitation in an instant.