Re: Peter and Stephen - Food Distribution Center.
The joke made Stephen chuckle out loud. Peter was a funny guy, and in a situation like this one, a little mirth was a balm for the soul. "Sure," he said as he placed half o his bread on Peter's tray. "Maybe even when I can break my own again."
He bit into the bread a chewed a piece of it. It wasn't the worst thing he'd ever eaten in his life. It was far from the best, but at least it would give his stomach something to chew on besides itself. "I'm not a leader," he said simply. "Never have been. So, yeah, this sucks. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't and leave the rest of you there." He ate another bite. "I'm not in any shape to do this, though, physically or mentally. But sometimes, we don't get to choose the pile of shit we're dumped in."