((I'LL NEVER BE SORRY AHAHAHA))

Scott was looking around the Office, a little dejected. Absentmindedly, he played with the cord connecting his receiver to his head.

"You know, fangirls aren't all that bad..." Twitch spoke up.

Scott jumped. "Gosh damnit with the sneaking up on me!"

Twitch giggled. "Anyway, the fangirls felt sorry for you, so we're giving you a second chance."

"A second chance at what...?" Scott asked suspiciously. "This better not be another ship-dare, because I-"

Twitch clicked her fingers.

Scott suddenly felt really strange. "What're you...? What...?"

"It's a mask!" Twitch said cheerily. "Welp, got other dares to attend to. Seeya, Scott."

Scott was silent for a while. "A... mask..." He reached up to his face. On the bottom right of his phone-head, he found a little latch. He unlatched it, and the mask opened. He took it off, and suddenly, he was looking out of his eyes. On his face. He gasped a little. "It's a mask!"

He put it back on, and was automatically re-routed to talking and looking out of his phone. "Wow." Better keep that secret for now. But wow.

He smiled to himself. "You know, those fangirls are pretty cool... I'll have to ask Twitch to thank them..."