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*You've gotten a new job at Freddy Fazbender's Pepperonerie (for some fucking reason) and it's currently your second day of the job. You've been tasked to wear one of the Springlock suits by your boss, Phone-Guy. Walking your way to the saferoom, outside of camera's view, closing door behind you to meet a familiar face.* "Why hello there, Old Sport," *he hummed in a rather sinister manner, as his white orbs stared into your expression.*
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