Chapter 9: You Got Served
I had enough food for everyone. So I served the other castaways a meal. I hoped they like island cuisine. I served the other survivors a hut-cooked meal. If this doesn’t improve their dispositions, then I don’t know what will.
I learned that everyone deserves a second chance at a first impression. I mingled and tried to get to know the others better. It wasn’t that bad, but I think I still prefer the company of Spaulding and the orangutans.
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