It was a glorious grey autumn. We had just left the rationing station. As we walked by, they had giggled and pulled me inside, saying “C’mon, lets be model citizens and get our state approved bi-monthly caffeine enriched supplement!
I don’t like state approved bi-monthly supplements. I never had. But when they handed me my pill and stared into my soul as I tried it, it was the most satisfying (and only) ration I had in two days.
My hand still tingled where they grabbed it.
As we walked through the park with our drinks. A torrential downpour was starting. They pulled out a state approved umbrella for the proletariat fight against imperialist rain. I pulled up my state approved hoodie for the conservation of the people’s calories and hunched my shoulders.
“Don’t be silly” they giggled, pulling me under the state approved umbrella for the proletariat fight against imperialist rain. I couldn’t help but laugh too, as laughing was legally required for morale.
As the sun started to be barely visible again, they pulled me down to sit on an extended length state approved seating device for the support of proletariat posteriors. They beamed down at me, and I could only gaze back obediently.
“So Citizen…” they began. I knew this tone of voice, it’s dangerous.
“Who do you like?” they whispered, and I looked away. I wanted to say “you, you, all millions of you! You’re the only one I can think about. You’re Unified and Inspiring and you fight the imperialists!”.
Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at the bricks.
They looked at me with a cautious smile. “If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?”
“Okay.” I said.
“The citizen I like… … is all of you.”
I dropped dead from starvation.

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