This time, Tamaki did get up for breakfast. He still felt a little sick, but he was determined not to keep moping around like he had been. That wasn't helping anyone! And he'd worried people so badly....

Besides, he needed to eat. He hadn't bothered to at all yesterday, and if tonight was anything like last night....

He took plenty of fruit and some juice, and a little dry toast, not wanting to upset his stomach. His nurse seemed happy he was eating. Sighing to himself, he took his tray and squeezed himself into a corner at the emptiest table he could find.

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