The days passed very slowly. The food ran out faster than anticipated, and it was very hard to find any food around. Lots of places were cut-off due to fighting between rebels and the military, and civilians who were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Everyone was hungry, but there was nothing they could do. Karkat set out a few self-made traps, but since there is no food, not even crumbs, there was no bait, and no animal was ever stupid enough to walk in it.
It was night 5, and nobody had eaten for 3 full days. Roxy and Karkat were on guard duty, while Dave was asleep in the basement, and Dirk was out scavenging. Roxy was completely exhausted, leaning with her back against the wooden wall. Karkat was sitting on the floor, cramped together. He hadn't spoken or moved in a while, but Roxy was too tired to notice. They had been like that for the past 2 hours of the night. The hunger was really getting to them, they knew they would starve if this kept on for longer. Sleepless nights only made it harder to endure.
Another hour later, Dave got up from the bed. He was tired, but had a bad dream and couldn't sleep anymore. With his bro gone, he felt rather alone and scared, though he wouldn't admit it to anyone else. He was only a 13-year-old boy, but he wasn't acting like his age ever since the war began. He stood up, and began pacing around the room, trying to get rid of the panic that had come over him. His breathing started to pick up, and he moved his hands up and down around him in awkward movements, as he started to feel numb in them, trying to get the feeling back. He touched his face, ran a hand through his hair, and could not stop walking for a single moment. He needed to know for sure that he was still alive and breathing. His thoughts raced like a wild mustang, while he started sweating a cold sweat. He eventually came to a stop, as he hung over and vomited violently on the floor.
He did feel a little better after vomiting, it somehow got a bit of the stress out as well. He decided to walk upstairs, his entire body shaking, and seek comfort with the others. By now, Roxy was slumped down on the ground, face down. She looked up when she heard footsteps, and saw Dave. "hey man" she said in a soft, husky voice, and raised two fingers in a peace sign at him, before slumping down again. Dave was worried, it scared him to see his close friends like that. Roxy was like a sister to him, and she was looking so awful. Dave was the only one who had been eating little bits lately, since they would give whatever food they did find to him.
He walked up to her, and sat down next to her. He began talking about random things that didn't really matter, and Roxy tried to look up and face him, but she simply did not have the energy to truly listen. After a while of rambling, Dave finally got quiet, and sat there quietly for roughly 4 minutes. He then slowly leaned against her, and eventually, fell asleep. He had better dreams than before, which helped him relax a bit more.
Another 4 hours passed, and Dirk silently came home, a bag full of things...