#thetis128

[notverybrighton]

It was dark as shit, and everything hurt. Wren didn’t know how much time had passed, only that she couldn’t move, and she couldn’t die. She’d finished crying about it a while ago. The pain hadn’t faded but she’d...fucking adjusted to it or something. But Wren wasn’t dying. Why wasn’t she fucking dead? The moonlight let her watch the world around her as she looked from left to right in the grass. It was all she could do, at least until she saw shadows move in the distance.

“Hey!” she shouted, her voice scratchy. Fuck. She tried again. “Hey, over here. Fucking...over here!”

@thetisatlantica​

[notverybrighton]

@thetisatlantica​

As much as she hated that she was here, Wren had to admit that the food was fantastic. She had never seen food like this. Hell, she and her mother wouldn’t see this much food in an entire year and these folks had it out all in one night. Fucking dicks. Half of it probably got thrown out, Wren figured. You could feed a family of four for a month with half of this. She was helping herself to a second plate, eyeing the options curiously, and turned to the person next to her. She was supposed to socialize, after all.

“So should I have the steak or the lobster?”