KylE sat alone in the dineR. It was the same every day. His drone occupied the rest of the table and the tune escaping from his headphones seemed like the same reedy tune every day. His eyes were glued to his games console and some of his food invariably escaped onto his shirt. The staff were used to him, so when any new visitors to the establishment asked about what Kyle might be up to they would reply "Oh he's just a harmless nerdy kid with no interests outside his techy world".
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