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[Asch ~~has a thing for kitchens~~ is, yet again, hanging out in the kitchen, a glass of milk in front of him as he fights to keep himself awake. he's having a bit of trouble, though, and is resting his head on his arms and almost dozing off...]

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[ Asch is now annoyed. ]

Here, kid.

[ Cuts his sandwich in half, giving the boy the half that he didn't bite into. ] Take it and shut up.

...I really can have this?

Yeah, take it.

...Thanks. [takes it and starts eating it quickly]

[ Finishes his half and then leaves the kitchen without another word. ]

Wait!

What?

...Sorry.

[ Nods to the boy. ]

...Are you new here?

I am.

...That's what I thought. I didn't recognize you...

Your name is Asch, though, right?

Right. And you're Asch too, aren't you?

Yeah, I am... I was just making sure, some of the others are still named Luke instead.

...What?

...What do you mean?

[ Shakes his head. ]

Forget it. I probably wouldn't understand anyway.

...Okay.

...Do you need a place to stay?

For the time being, yes. But what I really want is to get the hell out of here and back to my apartment in Beatnation.

You can't, though. You're stuck here forever.

Fuck that.

But it's true... I guess you can try and find a way out if you want, though.

I will. I refuse to waste away here in Bizarro Land, and I'll admit that I'd quickly grow tired of seeing so many of my faces.

You still need a place to stay until then, though...

True.