#endingthesimulation

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"Wh--Joshua, kiddo, you were supposed to start cleaning up your toys...”

It was getting rather late in the evening, now, which meant that it was time to clean things up and get ready for bedtime before Dr. Freeman got home. Well, it seemed that Joshua had gotten distracted with something while putting his coloring supplies away, and now he was sprawled out on the floor with a good amount of his toys again.

Laine sighs and sits on her legs beside him, trying to keep her burning eyes focused. “C’mon, kiddo, you know the rules. It’s time to get ready for bed, yeah? So that means you gotta put your toys away. Besides, your dad’s gonna be home any--”

Click.

“--minute.” Fuck. Laine gives a sheepish, tired laugh and a wave to the figure in the doorway. “H-hi, Dr. Freeman...”