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[without his Axel around, he doesn't really have much of a purpose.. or so he believes. after spending the majority of his day looking for his red head and/or a way out, he's found himself alone in the kitchen, sitting indian-style in one of the chairs. one hand rests on the table, his fingers tapping sporadically, his eyes unfocused and staring at the table]