Not to imply there's a gap in my memory, as there's not, but since when did you read such filth? This is abhorrent!
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I see you won't admit to it. But you are NOT to waste space on your computer with that obscene kind of fiction! Remove it ASAP.
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And for your information, the days have been getting shorter -- haven't you noticed? -- so you ought to fix that, too.
That's... not even possible.
You do not have a choice. Make it possible. I'm requiring you to find a way.
You genuinely think I can change how much time is in a day?
You're supposed to be bright, aren't you? This is a great opportunity for you to prove your skills.
So figure it out!!!
Spider storms off.
...yeah, I'm not doing that.
Wes slouches into his chair.
My computer again, huh... but I haven't downloaded anything...
Fic? Weird. That's not mine.
Wes clicks the mysterious folder, and...
You jump out of the monitor and do a cute little spin as you land, being careful not to trip on the cable-covered floor.
Hi, Wes!
WAH!
You!
See? I'm real! And most importantly, I'm not Spider.
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Still gonna be that way? Then I'll even show you my properties to prove it!
You "gently" roll Wes's chair aside and take your place at his computer.
Hey!
You touch the monitor from wence you came. Your properties display on the screen.