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*You show up for your night shift at Fazbear's Frights, going straight for the private room. You walk inside, seeing Springtrap sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall. His low voice croaks up, strained and breathless*
"Oh, you're finally back. You know, considering what I've been through, I wouldn't expect a week alone to be so insufferable, but it definitely was..."
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