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[people tend to fall in and out of the woodworks around here, especially considering the size of the dressing room. Roxas hasn't been actively wandering about more occupied areas for quite a while -- actually, it was boredom that drew him to a more public kitchen.]

[he's standing next to the table, arms crossed, eying the fruits of his labor: a painstakingly stacked, and yet still wobbling, tower of Oreos.]

... That was pointless.