Clarisse just nods. She’s only been in this world a few days, but it’s been abundantly clear how difficult it must be to survive in a world like this. Getting any kind of supplies is a struggle. Even just food and water and blankets. Anything more complicated, gasoline, medicine… Seems like it’d be nearly impossible.

She guesses she can see how the mini fridge in her dorm could be considered a waste, yeah.

“We going in there?” She nods in the direction of the back room. She’d seen Ellie clock it and then purposefully avoid it, but it seems like there might be some good shit hidden away back there.