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[The video feed clicks on, and oh hey it's the student kitchens in the background. There's two big pots on the stove and a really big rice cooker over there on the counter and oh hello there's a Bulba in the feed now. He's given up on the effort of trying not to seem really tired, and he seems pretty distracted on top of that.]

In case you were wondering um... Kirby had to go back to Dreamland for a while. Something came up...

[He frowns, looking like he really doesn't want to talk about it and makes a motion towards the stove with his head to switch the subject.]

Oh, uh, if anyone's hungry or whatever, I made some curry and... kind of made too much out of habit... There's both spicy and mild so. People are welcome to it so it doesn't go to waste. It's down here in the student kitchens.

Uh... that's it. Thanks.

[And then the feed cuts off.]

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[Green stood there with the Ivysaur for a moment, looking down at the bandage on his hand in silence. Then, in rapid succession, he dumped the scraps on his plate into the trash, gave it a quick rinse, and put it in the drying rack.]

I'm sorry. About Kirby. And that. I'll see you later. I probably just need some sleep.

[And he was gone. He had never felt like a bigger idiot.]

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[Bulba didn't move a muscle until Green had left the room. This was too much. He already felt like scum, and then Kirby had left, and then... He was losing Green too. He placed the washed knife in the drawer, not noticing the horrible clatter when he slammed it shut. Something somewhere was going to have to give.

He sucked in a deep breath, quickly passing his hand over his eyes to wipe any evidence before someone else came into the kitchen for a bite to eat.]