Most people Sarah knew were constantly lamenting their fate since the collapse but for her everything had gotten a hundred times better. Eight hours less in front of desk, no idiot colleagues unless she teamed up with other scavengers who then were actually good at their job because if you weren’t you didn’t make it home.
Today she was all alone though, just her trusted, rusted rifle and her backpack full of goods accompanying her on the long way home. She had spent a little too long setting foot after foot on her way out and now she wasn’t going to make it back in time. Not by a long shot, it had paid off in great loot but it also meant she had to find a place to hunker down for the night – and better find it fast because the sun was already setting.
Luckily summer was still on its way out and she wouldn’t have to deal with staying warm when lighting a fire was a surefire way to get herself killed. It sure had gotten a little colder lately, but nothing a warm sweater and a bit of toughing it out wouldn’t be able to handle, with a bit of luck she would even get to enjoy a nightly rain shower with rain drops playing their music on a hopefully still intact window.