William Afton was at the pizzeria with his three children, Michael, Elizabeth, and Evan. The youngest was crying, and the oldest was teasing him. Anon was standing outside, talking on the phone, apparently arguing with someone. William Afton had been listening to the argument and went to see if she was alright, with his daughter Elizabeth by his hand, she was eating a vanilla ice cream, looking at them tenderly.

Miss… is everything alright? It’s not normal to see such a beautiful and sweet girl arguing like that, is it?

William Afton looked at her seductively.