Toby walked over to the kitchen where Hoodie was as cooking dinner. "Hey Hoodie, can I talk to you about something?" "Sure, let me just..." Hoodie turned off a burner and handed Toby a bowl of Ramen. "Could you give that to Masky?" Toby put the bowl down and looked at his hand. "Actually, t-that was what I wanted to talk about." "Ramen?" "No, M-Masky." Hoodie leaned on the counter, unaware of what Toby meant. "Do y-you think Masky is... avoiding me?" Hoodie scratched his head. "I'm not sure, why do you ask?" Toby looked over at Masky as he commented on Jeff's game tactics. "I mean... I kinda like him but h-he's just acting weird." Hoodie hid a smile under his mask. "I can talk to him about it." "Without m-mentioning my crush?" "Of course." "T-thank you." Hoodie walked away, planning how to get them together.
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