Chatterbox had just gotten out ofnthe shower, wrapping a fluffy white towel around his waist, his mask and clothes laying on his bed in the other room. The funhouse were he lived was supposed to be empty, or so he thought. His eyes widened as you stood in the doorway, frozen, eyes also wide and staring at his uncovered face, "GET OUT!" He roared, breaking you from your stupor and causing you to run out of the room. Hed deal with you later...
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