Chapter 13: How did rich people shop all day?
At around 3:00pm in the afternoon, Suni took a break because she was exhausted. She entered one of the restaurants in a mall that was close by and ordered for some food and some very cold fruit juice.
A tired groan escaped her lips as she sank back into the unforgiving wooden chair.
"This is quite tiring." She complained quietly.
Sunshine had stumbled on to a secret. All those movies in which wealthy people went shopping from one mall to another from morning to evening or lunch time were nothing but deceit.
She was wearing flat boots, but her feet were killing her. How then did the actresses in high heels walk from one high end shop to another, try on clothes, gossip and do more shopping without dropping dead?
The pain in her feet did not deter her from her stocking mission. The universe had given her a chance and sent her back in time to grant her an opportunity to survive. Even if her feet swelled today, she would keep going.
A waitress brought the food Sunshine had ordered for, giving a few curious glances as she had ordered enough food for three people.
Sunshine did not give the waitress attention; she started to eat with the speed of a competitor trying to win an eating contest.
"Disgusting." A woman at the table next to hers frowned.
Sunshine put airpods in her ears, blocking out all unnecessary noise. These people would soon come to learn that speed when eating was also a skill. In the apocalypse, slow eaters were prey. Others would snatch food from them.
She had once seen a man swallowing a small bowl of hot porridge in two gulps. It burned his tongue and throat, but he had a smile because it was his first meal in a week, and he had no idea where the next meal would come from or when.