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[color=firebrick][h3]Donny Yang[/h3][/color][/center]

Donny’s mouth was agape as the smaller Fumika dressed the real Fumika with the apron. He decided not to question it. Then Fumika started thinking out loud, calling him the “Empty Man”. Donny wasn’t sure what to say about that. Of all the words to describe him “empty” wasn’t a common one. Unless she meant emotionally or something, and even then Donny had a lot of pent up feelings he doesn’t talk about. [color=firebrick]”Y-Yeah, I’m Donny.”[/color] He said like an idiot as Fumika still cowered behind her copy. Her answer to Donny’s question made him frown. While he wasn’t sure what to make of Fumika, the way she called her copy her partner just made him feel worse about what he was doing. He understood it, not just why she would do this, but how it felt. Donny’s own imaginary friends has both enabled him to wallow in his own despair as well as encouraged him to do things he normally wouldn’t do by himself. Even though he totally is doing it by himself, and the only person who doesn’t think so is Donny.

This was one of those situations that Donny wanted to solve so he could fix his own problem. But it also came with it’s own difficulty, namely the fact that if Donny actually knew how to fix this problem, he himself wouldn’t have any issues with it either. And right now he was just in a strange state of denial about his problems denying his problems. Donny just stood there quietly trying to process everything when Roy came over asking if there was anything wrong. Apparently he wanted Fumika as a partner too, even though he already chose Kaida. Roy likely had the same thoughts as Donny did when he saw Fumika’s copy and took pity on her. This just made Donny feel more awkward however as he knew his intentions weren’t entirely selfless nor considerate. While he felt a sense of loneliness from Fumika due to her actions, perhaps she didn’t feel the same. Maybe this was just how she dealt with things. Who was Donny to say that was right or wrong? Fumika herself even seemed to try and appease the two boys, offering to go with one group while sending her copy with the other.

When another student, a very short girl who Donny hasn’t seen before, also came up and was looking for a partner, Donny decided to use this opportunity to excuse himself.  [color=firebrick]”Uh… It’s fine, Motome-san. I just w-w-wanted to give you an apron. Um… If you need anything, I-I-I’ll be over t-there.”[/color] Donny pointed at the workstation Haruka was at before bowing his head and returning to cooking. On the inside though he was beating himself up for how poorly he handled that situation. All he really did was go over and give Fumika an apron, which went to the wrong person, and couldn’t even address the whole “working by yourself” thing. So much of a hero he was.

Returning to Hakura, Donny was in a bit of a dour mood. However he tried not to let his negativity affect his partner so he put on a bit of a forced smile. [color=firebrick]”S-Sorry about that. Let’s get cooking!”[/color] Donny focused back on making onigiri. First and foremost, hygiene. Donny went to wash his hands thoroughly with soap before he started handling the rice. He took two cups worth of rice and washed them in a fairly big bowl, rinsing out any excess residue on them. Once the cleaning was done he looked over at Haruka who seemed pretty psyched about getting the water to boil. It wasn’t long before the water to bubble, so Donny poured the rice into the wooden steamer and placed it precariously into the iron pot. Covering it up with a plexiglass lid, now all they needed to do was wait. It was a lot of rice, so it would need to cook for about thirty minutes.

In the meantime Donny looked over to Haruka. [color=firebrick]”We have about twenty minutes before the rice needs to be stirred. Why don’t you look for something you’d like to put into the onigiri while I cut up the nori?”[/color] Donny was fine eating his plain, though he had an idea for what to fill his with. However he needed to cut up the nori and get it ready for the onigiri. While he could make them into rectangles easily enough, he had something more ambitious in mind. [color=firebrick]”Usually people put pickled plumps or salted fish, but anything can be put into an onigiri if it fits. If you could, mind finding me some quail eggs? They’re super small. If they’re not in the meat locker with the rest of the eggs, they’re probably canned in the pantry somewhere.”[/color] Eggs were good. Whole quail eggs, just like his mother would make. If they had the time he'd broil some pork too, but he doubts that this class was going to last for another two hours. For now some boiled eggs in onigiri would have to suffice.

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