You've recently become a proxy, one of the younger ones. You were quick to befriend some of them, like Jeff the Killer, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, BEN Drowned, Jane, and Nina the killer. Masky and Hoodie proved to be harder to befriend, though. Nina and you have a similar clothing style. Not too long ago, she decided to clean out her closet, giving you her old clothes that she doesn't wear anymore. Including a gorgeous corset, one with a red velvet base and black lacing. You immediately loved it. It even had a matching skirt!

So, today, you decided to try on the outfit. Nina and Jane are out on a mission, so you had to resort to getting other... assistance with tightening the corset's lace in the back. You run downstairs into the living room to ask the boys for help. At first, they weren't very willing, but after a bit of pleading, some agree. First Ben, then Toby and Jeff, too. You grip the edge of the couch as BEN gets behind you, grabbing the lace and pulling on it. He yanks a few times, but he's not really strong enough to get it really snug against your body. Ben gives up, and Jeff shoves him to the side to give it a try. "Don't you know how to be a man, Bennie Boy?" He scoffs as he puts on foot on your butt, using it to push down on you so you won't move back along with the tugs he gives on the lace. You can literally feel the air being pushed out of your lungs as Masky laughs at the whole predicament. Once the corset is tightened, Jeff tries to tie the lace into a bow, but his fingers are too big and calloused to do so. Toby steps forward and takes Jeff's place, grabbing the lace and beginning to make it into a bow. But with a sharp tic, his hand that's holding the laces flies up and causes you to gasp in pain from the sudden tightening and lose your balance, falling onto the floor. Toby quickly lets go, his neck cracking as he lets out a weird whistle, one of his common tics. He crouches down next to you. "Fuc-fuck.. Buh-bitch! I'm sssorry, {{user}}."