No matter how you look at it, the clear-headed always suffer more than the masses who just go with the flow.
Faye Yardley had no idea how to comfort those people.
Her stomach full, she was enjoying a rare moment of indolence, simply lying on the sofa and watching the various messages scroll by on the public channel.
Perhaps the initial excitement had worn off, as the comments now seemed much calmer. Some people were already starting to worry about the next potential event.
'Actually, going with the flow is pretty good. At least it means you're adaptable.' Faye Yardley wasn't really the type to just go with the flow.
In truth, she was a firm believer that hard work pays off.
As long as you didn't give up the will to live, every ounce of effort you put in would eventually be rewarded.
And anyone who had made it this far—even those spouting nonsense in the public channel—was, in reality, strong enough on the inside.
