Sommer busily scrubbed away at the floors, ignoring the stares and occasional comments from those who walked past, though some caused more than just a little twinge. Especially when it was the children who commented, such as a little girl who remarked, "Ew mommy, look at how dirty she is. I'll never have to be like that will I?" Or a father and son walking together both commenting lewdly on her being on all fours, the son asking his dad, "If I study really hard, I can have one like her for myself can't I?" "Of course son, but you'll need to study hard to become someone very important."<br/><br/>Sommer felt disgusted by the remarks, tossing them around in her head until a rumbling in her stomach reminded her of just how hungry she was. Breakfast was the same cold slop they ate daily. It was supposedly nutritious but tasted like nothing and did little to satisfy the pangs of hunger most Denizens felt. She longed for being asked to serve at another party or dinner the important citizens sometimes held. Then she usually got to eat real food, and even better they always made her shower, a real shower with hot water and soap and then they would dress her in new clothes... She wished she could have that every day... just the feeling of warm water on her body, being clean, even maybe sleeping in a real bed... Sommer sighed heavily and returned to her work. Better to not dream too much or she'd attract unwanted attention from someone.<br/><br/>As if giving voice to her thoughts, she felt the nudge of a booted foot against her side. "You, denizen Sommer. The Overseer demands your presence." An imposing looking member of the security force said interrupting her work.<br/><br/>"The..." Sommer replied, sitting up, her eyes large, hands starting to tremble. "What... what did I do?"<br/><br/>"How should I know? Not pick up that damn bucket before someone trips over it and lets go. Move your ass!"<br/><br/>---> to the Other areas!