"Bossman, it's getting pretty hectic outside. Do you think Chris can handle it?"
Tineya, who stood at the balcony's glass wall, turned around to look at Micah as she reported the situation outside.
Micah, who had been savoring his coffee with closed eyes, opened them and glanced outside. As Tineya said, the residents of Vanitapolis had started causing quite the ruckus as more and more realized they would only be getting a single slice, no matter how long they waited.
Far from everyone had even gotten their first slice. But there were still enough people desperate for another to start making noise and clamor about the unfairness of only handing out a single itty-bitty piece of fruit.
Even some of those who hadn't gotten their piece had started making noise since the others' reaction was all the evidence they needed that a single piece wouldn't be enough. If anything, it would only make them that much more desperate for another.
