[ Vegas had been one of the last places in the country with a surplus of food, it's true; that many buffets require huge stockpiles, and a city run on hydroelectricity meant that the freezers were able to maintain it while the rest of the country crumbled. But sooner or later, she knew it was going to get bad, really bad. The livestock was all dead, the crops had all fallen by the wayside, and the existing reserves were going to run out. She'd never gotten to hear the plan for that day; she finds herself wondering now if there even was one. But the bounty she'd really been speaking of had been at home home, in Kansas, where well over ninety percent of the state was devoted solely to growing food and raising livestock.
Her family had been deeply impoverished, never had a spare dime for much past necessities, but there was always food available, simply from the sheer volume of farming around them. It didn't mean she wasn't shamed for not cleaning her plate, it didn't mean that her family wasn't reliant on government programs and charity, but it meant that there was food there, food that she knew she could get her hands on if she needed to. Hell, if she were willing to eat nothing but corn, she really only had to drive a few miles to the nearest mega farm and slip into the field. She'd be malnourished, sure, but not hungry.
She's never eaten floor bread (well, in a way that's not 5-second-rule-ish), but it's more due to coincidence of circumstances than class or true wealth. That luck is not lost on her -- she knows that plenty of people in her world, in her time, were starving to death. But is it any different from being born into nobility? Her access to food, to the wealth inherent in being American, was not something she could change or singlehandedly distribute to the needy. She trick-or-treated for UNICEF every year as a child, surely that offsets some of the unfairness in the world.
Though she does giggle, she claps when he deciphers even one of the symbols. Honestly, it's more than she was expecting, so it deserves praise. Leaning over, she translates character-by-character. ]
Okay, so the first face kinda sets the tone. Like, this guy is all smirky, so it's gonna imply that you're up to somethin'. You up or asleep, is the next set. "You up?" is kind of like... it's not just askin' if the person is still awake. It's usually for either goin' back out to party, or else the person sendin' it is hopin' that it'll lead to sex. Who sends it is how you know which way it goes. Then the thought bubbles for "I was thinkin'", and here it's "maybe drinks and smokin' weed", that's the wind gust. The shrug for "I don't know". Then you're askin' if the other person is in it with you. Like I said, a lot of emojis is about the specific person you're talkin' to.
[ She taps the keyboard at the bottom and it shifts to nothing but emojis, hundreds of them, and she swipes through a few pages. ] So you can add any of these to any message you send to anyone you know. Some of 'em are exactly what they look like, the flags and stuff, but most have other meanings that just sort of... happened. A lot of the foods double as sex stuff.
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Her family had been deeply impoverished, never had a spare dime for much past necessities, but there was always food available, simply from the sheer volume of farming around them. It didn't mean she wasn't shamed for not cleaning her plate, it didn't mean that her family wasn't reliant on government programs and charity, but it meant that there was food there, food that she knew she could get her hands on if she needed to. Hell, if she were willing to eat nothing but corn, she really only had to drive a few miles to the nearest mega farm and slip into the field. She'd be malnourished, sure, but not hungry.
She's never eaten floor bread (well, in a way that's not 5-second-rule-ish), but it's more due to coincidence of circumstances than class or true wealth. That luck is not lost on her -- she knows that plenty of people in her world, in her time, were starving to death. But is it any different from being born into nobility? Her access to food, to the wealth inherent in being American, was not something she could change or singlehandedly distribute to the needy. She trick-or-treated for UNICEF every year as a child, surely that offsets some of the unfairness in the world.
Though she does giggle, she claps when he deciphers even one of the symbols. Honestly, it's more than she was expecting, so it deserves praise. Leaning over, she translates character-by-character. ]
Okay, so the first face kinda sets the tone. Like, this guy is all smirky, so it's gonna imply that you're up to somethin'. You up or asleep, is the next set. "You up?" is kind of like... it's not just askin' if the person is still awake. It's usually for either goin' back out to party, or else the person sendin' it is hopin' that it'll lead to sex. Who sends it is how you know which way it goes. Then the thought bubbles for "I was thinkin'", and here it's "maybe drinks and smokin' weed", that's the wind gust. The shrug for "I don't know". Then you're askin' if the other person is in it with you. Like I said, a lot of emojis is about the specific person you're talkin' to.
[ She taps the keyboard at the bottom and it shifts to nothing but emojis, hundreds of them, and she swipes through a few pages. ] So you can add any of these to any message you send to anyone you know. Some of 'em are exactly what they look like, the flags and stuff, but most have other meanings that just sort of... happened. A lot of the foods double as sex stuff.