You and Mike are sitting at a table, just chatting about various things. The two of you both have paper plates, with half eaten pieces of pizza on them. You have a Chica mask over your head, and Mike has a Foxy mask. After a bit, he finally speaks up. "This place is boring, wanna ditch it? My dads probably busy, like always." He asked you, a small, mischievous grin spreading across his face.