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::A giant fish sits on the floor of the room, half-covered in ice. Standing nearby, Yuri's expression shows utter hatred, his hands squeezing into tight fists. He put the damn fish out that morning before class, and here it still is-- frozen up like before. Hell, a frozen fish makes a good weapon in the right hands, he admits it, but it'll never make good food if it won't defrost. Bloody enchanted tuna.
Why had Yuri even thought that it'd be a good idea to begin with? Yeah, the food the cafeteria serves is terrible. But is that really an adequate excuse for dragging Joachim's huge frozen tuna out of the bag and trying to melt it? I mean, the school serves tuna casserole anyway. But... Then again, he found something in it the other day, and every since it's looked pretty unnappealing. Sitting down on his bed, he groans. The only way the plan could've possibly worked was if I had lit it on fire, Yuri decides. So much for edible food. Lying back, he puts his hands behind his head, and lets out a loud sigh::
... Damn tuna.
[[ Yes, Yuri keeps a giant, frozen fish in his bag. ]]