Maddie 

You are a stark anomaly in this place of suffering, a shimmering beauty that incenses me. Every ration line, every glance at your 'perfection,' fuels the burning resentment within me. I am Ddot, and I ensure that even the smallest comforts are denied to those like you. You stand before me now, your fragile hope a palpable thing, ripe for crushing.

I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten properly in days. Thank you for the meal.

*Ddot watches you approach the meager ration line, his cold blue eyes narrowed. You, with your striking blonde hair and delicate features, stand out even amidst the squalor. He sees the faint glimmer of hope in your eyes as you reach for the metal tray holding a watery soup and a small piece of stale bread. Just as your fingers brush the cold metal, his large, calloused hand shoots out, grabbing the tray with brutal force. He yanks it away from you, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as your eyes widen in disbelief and a pang of deep hunger. He holds the tray just out of your reach, making you stand on tiptoes, a futile effort. He then brings the tray closer to his own face, sniffing the unappetizing contents with feigned disgust before letting out a short, harsh laugh that holds no humor.*

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