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[Ken's little tired from his nightmare from last night. Logically, spending a night in a strange room in a strange place would do that to him...probably. However, that's not what he's really bothered by it much, he's just dragging his feet a little more on his way to class.]

I thought I was done with school.

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[Looking around them, Hope presses back into a wall just as a few stragglers zoom past him, one of their elbows narrowly avoiding his nose.]

Only when food's on the line, usually. It doesn't usually-

[Speaking of, some student with an errant hotdog is apparently running around with food in hand, arms a-flailin', because no sooner does Hope get that last word out of his mouth, does it come flying at his and Ken's heads, bun, mustard, ketchup and all. Hope ducks instinctively.]

Watch out!

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[Ken dodges the student, food and its condiments but just barely. He watches the student run off hoping that they won't choke on their food before they reach their destination.]

... Is there a reason why they're like this about food? There isn't a food shortage or something like that, is there?