“Ah… maybe I spent my time at the studio a bit too long…” Aine groaned, stepping into the main kitchen.

A bit too long was an understatement. Aine had accidentally skipped lunch two hours ago. He didn’t realized it until his stomach growled loudly and the feeling of exhaustion kicked in with that.

The frail tealette looked in the refrigerator if leftovers of lunch remained. No nothing. This is what you would expect from a dorm of 12 guys and a few girls.

The 25-year-old man opted to cook for himself, but the fact dawned to him that he didn’t know how to cook.

Whether amnesia prevented that or if it was a question to his natural abilities, Aine decided not to test that theory.

He let out a sigh and began rummaging through the pantries. His faded-blue eyes lit up when he found a microwaveable package of macaroni and cheese.

“Lucky me,” he smiled and tore the plastic, following the instructions on how to cook it. Pressing a few buttons on the microwave, Aine placed the package in the appliance and left it to cook.

Pulling a chair to the counter, he sat down and laid his head on the table, groggily awaiting for his meal.

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