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Hey, guys! You can stop standing in the middle of the hall and blocking traffic now! |
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Ruggie? Wait, what's with all that luggage?! A backpack, three duffel bags, and a giant cooler... |
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Oh, this? Shyeheehee. I took all the food that was about to hit its sell-by date at the cafeteria and the school store. Since we're about to go on break, they gave 'em to me basically for free. |
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For real? There's no way you can eat all that. |
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You'd be surprised. The neighborhood kids devour this stuff like, well...a pack of hyenas. Besides, gotta make sure my grandma eats well over the holidays. Speakin' of which, this frozen food ain't stayin' frozen for long. Gotta run! Smell ya next year! |
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There he goes... What was that about "neighborhood kids," though? |
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Ruggie comes from a place where food is a bit scarce. So whenever school lets out for a long break, he stocks up on all the food he can get and shares it with the local kids. |
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What about you, Jack? What's with that planter you're hauling? You taking up gardening or something? |
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It's a cactus I've been growin' in my free time. It'd wither up if I didn't keep it watered over break. A-anyway, enough about me! |
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Ruggie's sharin' his food with a bunch of kids who ain't even family, huh? Never knew he had it in him. |
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Hyenas believe in sharing spoils equally. I'm sure that's how Ruggie was raised. |
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Hmph. The mere thought of a feeding frenzy like that gives me the willies. I can barely stand the noise one kid makes as it is. |
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Does that mean you're skipping out on visiting your family, Leona? |
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Man, I wish. Nah, they'd give me no end of grief if I did. I'm goin'. Ugh, talk about a holiday chore. |
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But you're not bringing anything? |
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So? I got my wallet and smartphone. What else do I need? I've got clothes at home anyway. |
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This's a whole different kind of extreme. |
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You're not even bringing your homework, are you? |
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Homework can wait until after break. Holidays are for resting. Later, herbivores. |
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He's good enough to do anything when he applies himself, so why doesn't he? Well, I know I'll be getting mine done. You guys had better do the same. Later. |
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Whatever you say, tryhard. See you next year, huh? |
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Leona's commitment to his principles is actually impressive. |
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Okay, froshes! Don't let those bad boy upperclassmen give you any bad ideas, you hear? |
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In our dorm, if you don't turn in your homework, Riddle makes sure it's off with your head. |
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Hey, Trey. Hey, Cater. |
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Ugh. Going home is kind of a drag for me, too. I just know my sisters are both coming home. They don't care if it's the holidays—they'll run me ragged anyway. I wish I could stay over at your house instead, Trey! |
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You'd be welcome to, but we'd be running you just as ragged. Winter is the patisserie's busiest time of the year. |
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Oh yeah, your family runs one of those, huh? So much for any escape. |
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Erk! Housewarden Rosehearts! Sorry for blocking the way! |
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Hm? Oh, it's you boys. If you're going to stand around and congregate, at least stay near a wall. |
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Huh, he's soundin' kinda defeated. |
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Oh, right. The housewarden's got an extreme case of helicoptor parenting waiting for him at home. No wonder he's not enthused about heading back. |
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Riddle, I'm not allowed in your house, so I won't be able to bring by any cakes... But you're always welcome to visit me at the store. I'm sure Chenya will drop by to hang out, too. |
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Yes, you're right. I think...I'm going to try talking with Mother some. I don't know if she'll listen, but even so. |
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...All right. Good luck. |
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What'sa matter, Goldfishie? Don't wanna go home? |
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