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[Someone... attempted to cook today. The kitchen smells burnt and horrible, and Roxas is scrambling to get that off the stove.]

Shit--shitshitshit. [He manages to dump it into a trash can, but the smell is overwhelming-- and now that pot is boiling over and-- ffffff goes to turn the stove off. and stare at it. Though it's more like a.... glare.]

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[... 8|]

Nice place, huh.

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... tch. [shakes his head.] I miss the Hotel.

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Never thought I'd be saying it, but I do too.

'Ku's here too, right?

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[Yeah but your boyfriend's not there.]

Mhmm. Thankfully.

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[... That's true. :|]

Well, if you came, I doubt he'd be too far behind. [That might have been a sleezy attempt at a joke.]

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.... [glares.]

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[._.]

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[Rolls his eyes.]

Anyway, what have you been doing since you got here?