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You sat down at your desk and pulled out a sketchbook, a pencil, and an eraser and flipped to an empty sheet of paper. You slowly started making tiny wisps on your sheet, not really knowing what you were going to draw. First at the top, then on the left, then downward, then on the right. You drew a small circle in the middle of the paper and stopped, admiring the little, weird product you had created so far. You started drawing an arm with a frame on the inside and some weird flesh-looking things inside as well. You drew 5 small fingers on a hand and kept drawing straight lines on the arm, hand, and fingers. You still didn’t know exactly what you were making you were just making it up on the spot. You started drawing a face, making small holes for eyes and a creepy smile. You stared at the smile and a blush swept across your face. You still didn’t know why you were blushing, but something about the picture made your heart flutter. You secretly wanted to kiss the smile, but refrained as you knew it would be weird. I mean, who kisses a half-done picture? you thought. You decided to put on some music and turned on the stereo on your desk. You started bopping in your chair to the music, a smile on your face and your eyes closed. You didn’t know why, but you started thinking about that time at work when you had earbuds in your ears and you were bopping in your chair to it, Springtrap looking at you with a humorous expression on his face. You opened your eyes and smiled at him, who in turn took your hand and began dancing with you, even though you were only one who could hear the music you sang him the songs you were listening to. He seemed to really like it when you sang. He laughed with joy at your singing, causing you to chuckle too. “Please, can you sing more often?” Springtrap asked, gazing into your eyes intensely and you nodded in agreement. You snapped into reality and decided to take a break from your picture to go and get a drink a water. You left your room and headed for your kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a cold water bottle from the side. You drank in huge gulps, only taking a second before the next one in order to take a breath. After your thirst was quenched you headed back into your room with the water bottle in your hand. You smiled at the thought of your memory and stared at your picture again. Again the sensation of wanting to kiss it overcame you, but you physically pushed your chair back in order to stop yourself before pulling your chair back in again. You took another long drink again before finishing your drawing. Your hand just kind of took a mind of it’s own, drawing fluently without you really having to think about. When you were done your whole face turned red as you realized that you had drawn a sketch of Springtrap, no wonder you wanted to kiss it so much, you thought. You secretly always wanted to give him a quick peck. You pulled out a roll of tape and hanged it up on your doorway. You sighed in content before leaving your house, heading to your night job. Hopefully though, you wouldn’t be drawing a picture of one of the phantoms this time.