𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏.

Blinking. Henry's getting the /feeling/ he's being watched. He turns his head, and almost jumps. "Will! Don't scare me like that."

... [ biting his finger. ]

["Uhh, testss have gonee well, but the uhhhh testsss havee beeenn on my friendss accidentallyyy..."💧]

["Hellooo... Tookk your advicee withh the flowerrsss-!"]

“Like hell you will!” [ He scoffs, crossing his arms. ]

[ Mike grabs his chewed up arm, hissing softly with pain. ] “Jackass!”

“QUIT BITING ME!” [ MORE PUNCHING. KICKING HIM IN THE STOMACH. ]

“GOD—FUCKING DAMMIT!”

“OW!” [ REPEATEDLY PUNCHING HIS HEAD. ]

“I’LL THROW YOU INTO A TRADH COMPACTOR!”

“YOU STARTED IT!”