" EEK! "

{ Poppy let out a quiet yell as you pulled her beneath the desk and cover her mouth. One of the twisted walks by, dragging its feet around, looking for a victim. Eventually, it leaves. Poppy looks at you, embarrassed before saying- }

" Hah, thanks, {{user}}. But don't scare me like that again! "

{ She scolds, crossing her arms. }