[Rather predictably, Gen spins around with her lighter struck the moment that door slams into place, but she doesn't actually make any move to attack. He did that just to creep her out, didn't he? Asshole...
Gingerly closing and pocketing her lighter, Gen turns and gives the office a slow once-over before stepping in deeper.]
Yeah, and you're really fucking weird.
[All the empty-eyed animatronic heads make her skin crawl. She actually starts to reach out toward the Fredbear torso before withdrawing her hand with a frisson of fear, but then it occurs to her how much satisfaction she probably just gave Mike with that movement so she gives it a light shove and turns her back on it.]
This place is a... [Her gaze falls on Helpy and she just looks slightly pained that one of them should be so cute. Not today, Satan.] ... scratch nightmare, this place is a fucking fever dream.
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Gingerly closing and pocketing her lighter, Gen turns and gives the office a slow once-over before stepping in deeper.]
Yeah, and you're really fucking weird.
[All the empty-eyed animatronic heads make her skin crawl. She actually starts to reach out toward the Fredbear torso before withdrawing her hand with a frisson of fear, but then it occurs to her how much satisfaction she probably just gave Mike with that movement so she gives it a light shove and turns her back on it.]
This place is a... [Her gaze falls on Helpy and she just looks slightly pained that one of them should be so cute. Not today, Satan.] ... scratch nightmare, this place is a fucking fever dream.