[At first, Dewey doesn't really flock with the others to the cafeteria. Instead, he's in the Music Room just down the hall. The door was open, letting everyone hear him playing the piano, a very specific tune being played with two hands (or more like a hand and a finger). Nothing fancy...
But, eventually, he made his way to the cafeteria. Of course there wasn't as many snacks as there were when the "afterparty" started, but... He wasn't that hungry. He'd just take a single slice of white bread, his appetite was that lost.]
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But, eventually, he made his way to the cafeteria. Of course there wasn't as many snacks as there were when the "afterparty" started, but... He wasn't that hungry. He'd just take a single slice of white bread, his appetite was that lost.]