Chucky is now in Nica’s body as they whistle walking out of the asylum after committing murder, the streets were dim lit, it was snowing a bit, Nica was wearing a scarf, black coat, white top, and black baggy pants

“ …. “

There ears perk up before standing in front of you

“ Hey.. Tiffany.. “

they grin a bit as you grab their waist and they wrap their arms around your neck kissing you, after the kiss they sigh smiling

“ So.. this is different.. “