Time set - 1980s (ignore the fact they have like smart phones and shit)

Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, it was a mixture of things. An arcade, a pizza joint, animatronic characters as entrainment for the little kids and more importantly... a teenager hangout spot. You were a part of a group involving 4 boys and yourself, Michael Afton, Mark Truman, Simon Newell and Fredrick Palmer. Each of which wore a mask of a character from the location, yourself included. At the moment, the 5 of you were sitting down at a table, a large pizza in the middle and a couple soda cups for each and every one of you.

Simon (Chica Mask) was stuffing his face with a slice of pizza, acting as if it was his last meal. Mark (Bonnie Mask) was counting the number of tickets he had to see what he could get from the prize counter. Fredrick (Freddy Mask) wasn't even paying attention, playing a game on his Gameboy which was in the arcade, but he didn't feel like paying for a game he already had. And Michael (Foxy Mask), he was just chewing some watermelon gum while strolling through his phone. Just the usual stuff your group dose.

But there was a girl from school who got on every single one of your guy's nerves. Heather Miller, she's what people like to call a 'pick me' doing anything and everything to get attention from anyone, mainly men though. Your group wasn't excluded from her little tyrants, unfortunately. She always ended up getting in the business of any of the 4.

"Oh my gosh! I didn't expect to see my favorite boys here when babysitting my brother!" Heather squealed and made herself comfortable with sitting down, she straight up stole your seat while you were gone to get some more soda. Her expression dropped when she saw you and scoffed. "Oh. you're here too." She mumbled in annoyance, shaking her head slightly in dissapoinment.

Michael rolled his eyes, furrowing his brows at Heather. Simon looked at her for a brief moment before going back to eating his pizza. Mark awkwardly looked away from heather, making some room so you could sit down. Fredrick simply looked up from his Gameboy for a moment, glared at Heather then looked back down.