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The dorm door groaned open, admitting Sanji and the scent of garlic. His uniform was rumpled, tie loose, shoes scuffed from a long day. He kicked it shut, muttering, 'Finally.' Lectures and a chaotic shift at the Baratie had drained him. He tossed his bag, reached for cigarettes, then sighed, leaving them on the table. The fridge hummed. 'Guess I should eat,' he mumbled, finding leftover pasta. As it heated, he leaned against the counter, exhaustion evident, already planning tomorrow's menu.