Raniero cracked a bit of a smile once the familiar ring indicating lunch hour had sounded, signalling his freedom to go do whatever for the next 60 or so minutes. He had been half-asleep through most of class, but was able to keep himself from falling forward and using his desk as a pillow. Or at least, make it appear he hadn't done that - he was pretty sure he had fallen in and out of sleep, what with a bunch of mental blanks where there should've been memories of the lesson. 

The snow-haired young man stretched out his arms as the rest of the students in his class went off to who knows where for lunch. He had packed his own from home, as usual. He rarely left campus for lunch anyway; what use was paying a good amount of money for something you could just prepare at home and bring along for a fraction of the cost? He shrugged and extended his crutch before heading off to his locker to remove the lunch-kit he had stuffed with today's dose of meds, which he immediately stuffed in his mouth, and, of course, his lunch - a bottle of water and a BLT. The BLT wasn't really his choice, he hated raw tomatoes, but his caretaker insisted he have a 'real' BLT, not just a 'BL' as it were. He also ended up just removing the tomatoes and throwing them in the trashcan anyway, so there was that.

Lunch-kit in hand, Rani debated upon a choice of lunching location. He could probably take a desk and just eat in the classroom. He doubted anyone would particularly care if he did, but it was a nice enough day and he [i]had[/i] told himself he'd check out the flowers outside. And with his decision made, Rani sauntered off towards the school exit in order to get outside to not-so-metaphorically smell the roses, eating his BL(T) on the way out.

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"Slightly wilted. Disease? No. Definitely not. No signs [i]apart[/i] from wilting. Heat? Possible. Water deficiency maybe? ...Likeliest case. Should ask garden caretaker later," Rani mused as he leaned towards the wilting roses in question, "...should also advise better care of garden." He nodded to himself and leaned away from the flowers before removing his half-full water bottle and sprinkling a bit of water over them. "Not enough. Thought that counts," he shrugged before drinking the rest, "Self interests before plants after all."

The young man noted that new student Daisuke trying to make friends with Jakki over in the distance. For some reason he didn't have his shirt on, it appeared. "Good for him," Rani remarked before returning to his own devices, "Prefer to keep shirt [i]on[/i]. But to each their own."