Colin grabbed the air freshener and lighter, strapping them to eachother with duct tape. Colin held the can behind his back and opened the door to the nude ladies rubbing their clits right in front of him.
"Oh ladies?" Colin asked in a sing songy voice.
"Like, yeah cutie?" the DD titted sluts asked in unison.
Colin's cheesy smile turned into an intense glare as he pulled out the can and lit the lighter.
"EAT MY FLAMING HOT FEBREEZE!" the gamer roared as he squeezed the can spray pump, spewing fire at the ladies.
Colin ran as the bimbos fell to the ground crying in pain while their skin seared from the flames. He clambered up the stairs and slid past another bimbo whilst lighting her leaky puss on fire. With a hop, jump and a sharp turn, Colin bolted into Murray's outpost.
"Looks like I'm home free!" Colin confidently beamed.
"How did you get past the bimbos?" the greying haired old man asked.
"I made a flamethrower, why?" Colin asked.
The old man frowned and said, " I'm fixing a radio's wiring and I need to keep it dry. You made sure to put them out as to not set off the sprinklers, correct?"
Colin's smile dropped as the sprinklers went off, ruining the radio and prompting Murray to kick Colin out into the drenched halls as bimbos closed in around him.
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Game Over: He sure is a hot head.