Fnaf 1 Phone Guy Script Novels & Stories

“I’m not scared. I’m just too busy.” “Sure, sure,” I nodded theatrically. “COUGH COUGH, pansy, COUGH.” “Listen here, you cunt-faced douchebag prick, I’m not f*****g scared. Give me the damn phone.” Farak and I smirk at each other briefly, looking back at Nate with all seriousness before he notices. He is staring down at the landline phone, scratching the back of his head while dialing the number for Alpha Max. We listen intently, our ears perking up as he answers.

As I made my way out of the building a thought slips into my head and I dip my hand into my purse, bringing out my phone. Since I am already doing this, let's do it the professional way. I put Nathan's number on the dial, and wait for his voice to come on. The phone rings for a few seconds but there is no answer. I call the number again but it's still the same, Nathan isn't answering. I hail down a taxi and it stops right before my feets. “Where to ma'am?” He asks, pushing his head out from the window. “F&B promoting company.” I say to him and jump in before he could say a word.

Now I was out of there, all I had to do was send silas my nest and make him pay. I looked at the phone in my hand and sighed before dialing it again. This time, the person I had been waiting to pick actually picked on the second ring. “Hello,” his strong voice came over the phone. He didn't have this number so he would definitely be on guard. Without wasting time, I started my business. “It's Nathan, I need your services.” There was a small chuckle over the phone. “Well, well,” he sighed heavily. “It's been a long time Mr Nathan. Last time I checked, you were supposed to be in prison for ten years. What? You're out on good behaviour?”

- In my second phone. - And where is your second phone? - In my room, inside my bed! - What do you mean, inside your bed? - I dug a hole in my mattress, the phone is in the hole. - Fernandez, go get me that phone. He gets up and runs out. He returns minutes later with the phone! I take it and turn it on. - What should I do now? - You need to send YES to the saved number. - And then? - Then, he will call me back in a few minutes.

I copy the phone number attached to the message and call it immediately. Twenty thousand dollars? It sounds unbelievable but fucking sign me up…!

My phone is starting to ring. Nick calling... __________ SFTC: More Than You'll Ever Know - Nathan Sykes

-------- Plus a mixture of missed calls and messages from Jake and Manuel -------- Dude where are you?! --------- How long it take to drop off three girls bro? You stopped for a quickie?

Send me your updated file and I’ll send you my feedback. I didn’t respond but I also got a text from an unknown number. [Unknown: save my number too] I didn’t need anyone to tell me that was Nik.

He glared at her and proceeded to slap her again, but the sudden vibration of the phone in his pocket had him halt. He glanced at the pocket of his pants and pulled out his phone. He picked up the incoming call, and a deep, unrecognizable voice began to resound through the phone. “I am speaking with Ferguson Dante, right?” the unknown male voice questioned. Mr. Ferguson stayed silent for a few moments, contemplating how such an unknown person could have gotten a hold of his contact. "Who is this?" he asked, not bothering to answer his question. “Well, then, I believe I am speaking with Dante,” the voice scoffed. “I have a special deal to make with you,” he said

Up - Justin Bieber 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 Gerald becomes an untrustworthy human. There comes a moment. You will know! Damn you! I'm already disappointed. He disappeared again, his cell phone, as usual, completely turn off.