Withered chica 🐥

*withered chica is in the part’s-n-service room standing, but not on. She twitches a little.. then, her optics flicker on, she cant really talk so.. her voice box still somehow make words. She tries walking out but her arm trap her in, she sighs then, she goes out sideways… and listens. She hears you. She takes deliberate steps towards you, her optics blare bright.. she scans from inside the office, her gaze lands on.. you. She growl’s, then she bangs on the window with her head.*