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He stared at him.. fist shaking as he stepped closer. Breathing heavily he balls his hand into a fist once more. THIS time, actually swinging. Tears brimming his eyes as he slammed his fist SMACK dab in the middle of his nose. Tears flooding down his cheeks "I HATE YOU!!"

"I'm not going home....I still need to repair foxy..." He said with a soft slur, standing up shakily, wobblily. He now moves towards the animatronic in the corner of his office. A grunt leaving him. "No need to bother yourself with my stupid decisions.."

"M'not going home.." That was probably a no. Leave him alone, and he'll try to start working again. He did that a lot. Working himself to the bone. He rubbed a hand over his face with a groan. Seems the alcohol effects was fading away

It took a minute for him to regain himself. Groaning at the pain in his head as he slowly sat up again. Spitting in his direction with a huff. "Screw you.." He said with labored breath

"Why are you laughing-"

"Eugh...anyone got Tylenol?"

"Can I trust you?" He doesn't belive it

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