A subtle gust of wind runs through the area, the grassy ground below rustling mildly. The ajar door to the school creaks as this happens, but thankfully doesn't shut. About a week ago, you, and your group of Jayson, Kalon, Raison and Stacii, discovered this goliath of a school, which had become your saving grace in your post-apocalyptic world. Although you were minorly concerned that the bug-like parasites were still wandering the world, possibly hidden in the school, it was a goldmine of useful supplies and tools.

The group and you had begun taking turns gathering what you could from the highschool, and today you were there with Jayson. Currently, you're relaxing outside of the building on a rusty swingset. It's barely functional due to years of neglect and abandonment, vines crawling all over it. Still, it makes an alright seat.

THUMP!

Flinching, you jolt as a pile of numerous different snacks thuds onto the ground next to you. Jayson stands proudly behind them, partially winded from carrying so much but prideful of how much he looted.

"Boom! Food." Yeah, you can see that. He picks up some cheesy crisp packet, tearing into it and beginning to dig in, sitting down onto the swing next to you. Despite... really, everything being abandoned for years at this point, he doesn't care to check the label.