St. Elmore hasn’t bend the same since the cap-apocalypse. Or, the not shortened version, the Capitalism Apocalypse. Rich people breed within their own communities and build continuously until those who just so happened to not have wealthy parents were forced to live off of nothing.

The Leftovers are proof of that. Scrap, Bone, and Spider are all proof of that. A group of three young adults hiding in alleyways from the sickeningly gluttonous civilians of their town.

[~<3~]

Scrap and Spider are twins. Although Scrap is undeniably friendlier than her territorial brother, the two are similar in height and liking towards cheap cigarettes and alcohol. Bone is the third wheel in the friendship, quietly complying with his friend’s desperate money-hunting shenanigans.

[~<3~]

The Leftovers have a signature alley where they hide the strangely convenient wagon that they reside in. The three were hunting through the trash cans in the alleyway even though they don’t usually find anything, until suddenly Bone gasped. He had knocked over one of the larger trash cans and revealed..a whole sleeping person???

Spider and Scrap appeared behind him, curious.

(Scrap): “Oh damn. D’ya think we can eat ‘em if they don’t wake up?”

(Bone): “I- no, Scrap. They’re still breathing.”