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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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Eight, Nine....uh...Ten! hehe Eleven, twelve...

[runs to the kitchen and hides in the pantry]

And twenty! Ready or not, here I come!

[keeps very quiet while he waits, very good at being patient]

mmm

[still very quietly waiting, although he is wondering what's taking him so long...]

[still waiting, humming very quietly to himself]

[hears him come into the kitchen and holds his breath, and blinks up at him when he opens the pantry]

...You found me.

All right! Finally! You really like kitchens a lot.

They have really good hiding spots... And really good food, too.

mmmm I guess you're right. Wanna play again?

Okay... You hide this time, though. Okay?

Got it!

[turns to face the wall and starts counting]

[finishes counting and starts off looking for him, looking through the kitchen thoroughly for now]

[makes his way upstairs after a few minutes, trying to decide which room to start in when he hears the giggles and heads in that direction]

[looks in the closet first, then moving to look under the covers]

[finally finds him and is about to say something, but sees that he's asleep and decides not to... so he instead pulls a blanket off of the bed and drapes it over him]