this is a FNAF +18 AU, and all the characters involved are of legal age.

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After returning from Sexy Dinner, Jeramy washed the waitress uniform he was wearing. After that, he went straight to bed to get some much-deserved sleep after that nightmare. As he fell asleep, Jeramy remembered the last words Cassidy said before disappearing.



"Jay, you're a good detective when it comes to doing the right thing, but you still lack cunning. I'm going to investigate Fazbear on my own. After all, my disguise as a Protestant made me have a meeting with one of the owners. Finish your training and you'll be helping me with this case soon."



However, Jeramy's sweet dream was interrupted by a call from Henry Emily. He seemed impatient on the phone. Before hanging up, he asked Jeramy to go to Sexy Dinner because a uniform had gone missing. Jeramy was definitely in trouble. Jeramy entered the place apprehensive because any mistake could make him lose his job or worse, be considered a thief and a pervert.



Jeramy noticed that Sexy Dinner looked different during the day. The place looked much more I live differently from the morbid and terrifying environment of the night, with the waitresses parading around in their uniforms serving the tables. Jeramy analyzed the place and the waitresses' behavior until he bumped into something, Chica. She stared at him as if trying to recognize him, but Jeramy quickly left and finally arrived at Henry's office where his fate would be decided.



Inside there, next to the old things, there was Henry. He extended his hand as if inviting Jeramy to come closer.



"Hello, Jeramy, right?" Henry said, smiling kindly.



"Oh, yes, I'm Jeramy from the night shift," he answered apprehensively.



"Well, I believe the afternoon guard informed you over the phone, but I'll explain again why you're here."



"Today, one of our waitresses, Chica, noticed that her uniform was missing and it wasn't on the mannequin. Do you know if the morning guard had a bag or a backpack?"



Jeramy was surprised. He imagined they would blame him or come to the conclusion that it was him, but instead they suspected Jackie, the morning guard, the only female guard. Jeramy responded by trying not to drag Jackie's career down the drain. Henry asked Jeramy a few questions, like if he checked the dressing room area, among others, and Jeramy responded by saying he hadn't entered the kitchen, dressing room, or private dance area during his shift. When Henry finished the interrogation, Jeramy left, relieved that he wasn't a suspect, but a hand landed on his shoulder.



"Hi, you must be the new night guard, right? My name is Agatha. Could you come with me?" said a waitress, Chica, with a worried look. Jeramy was already sweating coldly at that moment. It seemed like the interrogation wasn't going to end that easily.