After a few moments, with a clang, a metal tube descends into your small room's mail slot. A second clunk follows shortly after. With a smart chirp, the door slides open. Inside is a tube of dry looking spaghetti and a tin of generic looking cat food.

(you don't even own a can opener)
Attached to the inside of the tube is a small slip of paper, that reads:

Hello AC-8905, because of unionists lobbying in the kitchen sector, employees AC-5607, AC-3002, and AC-6011 were not able to produce your selection in a timely fashion. There social profiles have been forwarded to your tablet for review. Remember, downvotes dock pay! A good crewmate is a diligent crewmate.

So much for Dinner Week.

You put the pet food tin on the table, you'll wait til Trudy wakes up to open it up for her.

Sliding back onto your bed, you pull your tablet out, dismissing the multitude of ads about spaghetti and meatballs, Dinner Week, and cute outfits for cat-sized moths.

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