Tessa wasn't comfortable. She couldn't get comfortable, especially with the asshole of a system constantly on her neck, threatening her and demanding the completion of her tasks.
She stood up to see if there was anything she could do before morning arrived. At some point, she even began blaming herself.
"If I wasn't unnecessarily angry and had used that moment of suckling to stockpile, I would have gotten enough," she muttered under her breath.
Tessa looked at the rate food was being consumed and shook her head deeply.
Apart from the stockpile, they were eating too much. It wasn't exactly a problem now, but when famine struck, how would they survive? What would they do for food? And imagine if the system decided to lock that moment entirely — what would become of them then?
