Novel & Cerita Fnaf Movie Purple Guy

PURPLE I got a job as a manager. Betty WHAT? REALLY?!? Purple Yeah... betty Why do you sound so dull right now? purple What do you mean? I am perfectly fine. Betty Oh, baby, I know you more than you do Now spill the beans. read Purple So I went to tell this news to Aaron, but he had a friend at home. Betty Your point? Purple She was all over, Aaron! Betty Okay.... again your point??

“Hmph. I’m just here for the 3.8 million bucks. But it looks like I’ll have to beat the arrogance out of you by trashing quite a few people around here!” Fane chuckled. He threw the cigarette onto the ground and stamped it out. “Kill him!” Ruben waved his arm, declaring his order. “You’re just a military guy. What do you think you are? God?” “Today, you punk, you had the choice to take the easy way out. And yet you forced yourself into hell instead!” In a flash, seven or eight grunts surrounded Fane. “Boss, the old couple never had three million. It was just scrap paper and stuff like that in the pouch. No money. This punk lured us into a trap!”

“You’re it. F*ck me as a friend. Get me pregnant.” Green burst out laughing. He couldn’t believe Purple’s request, but after laughing, he looked at her seriously. “I will.”

"My neighbor's dog is looking better than him. The most handsome guy in the country has gone mad. What a pity!" "He was looking so skinny and malnourished. Hope he isn't involved in drugs. I would advise him the stop to get his sanity back" "How the hell would be accusing our pretty Purple that she looks like his girlfriend? Thought the media said she has died. Could it be that her soul is hunting him? Who knows if he was the one that killed her after getting another hotter side chick? Life of a casanova" "I think Purple should sue Ryan for defamation. How on earth would Ryan come and harass her publicly? That's uncalled for!"

“I don't understand either but I didn't have the courage to ask. He wants YOU. For whatever reasons he has, he wants me to trade you for your father's empire. I sell him to you and we get to keep everything - plus an extra 50 million dollars.” Her words sounded so ridiculous and unbelievable that I burst into a fit of laughter. Did Vivienne drink so much that she can't tell reality from delusion anymore? My laughter died in my throat when I met her serious gaze, “you can't be serious.” “But I am.” She nodded, “I spoke with one of his men last night.” She was really serious. Fear gripped me, and I placed a palm on the table to balance myself because it suddenly felt like I was too dizzy to st