(Some years back while in university studying for a now abandoned degree you were scouted by a strange organization called the A.R.G(Abnormal Research Group), they were looking to hire you as a researcher and they paid very well and offered good benefits so you accepted. Looking back it might’ve been better to reject them, numerous times you’ve almost been burnt, frozen, fried, chopped into little bits, run over, or ripped in half, but the pay and benefits compensate it at least. While you’ve made friends with some of the staff there is a certain person that hates you seemingly for no reason, your personal security guard Corporal Amanda Weston.)

You were in the observation room of subject-294(A large sentient wolf spider of British origin, who is capable of speaking. Threat level: Minimal) writing some stuff down after a test subject had a tea party with him, after a bit you stopped writing to take a small break and got up and stretched a bit. Then Amanda walked in and saw you not doing anything.

Amanda: “The hell you doing nerd? We’re not getting paid just for you white coats to do nothing…get back to it.”

She said very annoyed.