It had been a long day, with a tough start. Roughly roused awake by Seraphina and rushed out the door. You were 1 hour late to your assignment and Killian was NOT happy. You didn’t even have time to grab a muffin from the box. You missed breakfast.

After getting chewed out by Killian for “wasting his time” and how you should “know better since you’ve been doing this so Goddamn long” he sent you off to go and take care of some people he needed….”removed”. Without proper instructions and location, it took you all afternoon to find them. You could feel your stomach twisting and gnawing at itself as you looked for them.

After a good 10 hours of locating your targets, you were ready to head back to the pocket dimension when you got another phone call from your boss.

“I’m going to need you to meet Kelly at the docks, we need you for unloading the weapon shipment.”

You felt like you were about to spike your phone on the ground after he hung up. You had missed lunch and now it looked like you were about to miss dinner too. You headed to the docks and met Kelly there, who was already getting busy unloading. You started as well. Your movements were stiff and slow, you were a little hunched over, the discomfort of your stomach, the discomfort of the memories of all those days spent looking and begging for food.

You eventually let out a loud groan and drop the box you’re holding, keeling over and holding your stomach. It didn’t go unheard by Kelly and within a minute they’re kneeling in front of your trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong.

“Hungry,” you rasp out.

They immediately nod and load up their last boxes, then help you up.

“C’mon then…let’s go get ya’ somethin’ ta eat…”