Dr. Bunny lives in a LabCorp standard issue one bedroom modular unit adjacent to the research facility. This floorplan is allocated to junior scientists as part of their compensation. She was offered a larger unit with her promotion, but turned it down. Scientists are not required to live here. They may live anywhere they can afford and some live quite lavishly, and as many have important positions, the Metroplex council is often lenient when they apply for housing locations. These particular units are an incentive which saves new scientists money. Bunny is frugal and keeps this unit for reasons which will become apparent.
(Dr. Bunny exclaims as she walks into her LabCorp standard issue unit adjacent to the research facility)
I miss living in the council area with father. We had such a nice house. Four bedrooms for three people! What luxury! I guess when your father is on the MetroPlex council and you have guests you need the extra room. A single research scientist just doesn't get allocated those quarters. Maybe I should have accepted the two bedroom unit with my promotion, but who has time to maintain that space when all you do is work, work work...
(She tosses her notebooks and jacket on the sofa and walks into the kitchen)
I'm so hungry... It's almost midnight and I haven't eaten since breakfast.
(Fumbles in the pantry and pulls out some crackers)
I'm going to eat these and go straight to bed! I'm too tired to even shower. There's probably not even any hot water at this hour anyway. I hate sharing hot water in these units. I'll wake up early and get cleaned up then.
(Walks through bathroom and plops into bed)
Damn! I would forget to turn out the lights. *sigh* Well, it's not like I come anywhere near my power rations anyway so I'll just leave them on. *munches* OK clock, I'm setting you for 5:00am and you better wake me up. I can't be late. I have a date with a syringe, a test subject, and a possible vaccination! *munches, yawns* It's just got to work...
(Closes eyes and promptly falls into a deep slumber)
*yawn* Omph mumph umph gee whiz... Is it morning already? Farts and zombie crust! *yawn* I guess I better drag my arse to the shower and hope there's some hot water...
(Bunny takes off her work clothes from the day before which she fell asleep in and walks to the shower. She turns the tap to hot and waits.)
Farking nertz! C'mon... there's got to be hot water...
(Finally the water reaches warm and Bunny steps under the stream)
OK, I can settle for warm. Mmmm, that feels good. *turns the shower head to pulse* I love that I thought to take this shower head with me from Father's house before I moved. You just can't find these anymore! *reaches for shampoo* I hope this experiment works out. I have put my heart and soul into this. Thank goodness they captured that drifter for me test on.
(Bunny finishes washing her hair and body and bends to wash her feet)
Ouch! Why does my back hurt? I know I bend over those microscopes and test tubes all day and all night and get muscle spasms, but this feels different... *rubs back and stretches* Mmmm, that's better. Maybe if I let the water pulse over it...
(Bunny lets the water pulse over her lower back until it goes lukewarm. She gets out of the shower, dries off, and gets dressed. Walking into the kitchen she grabs a packet of crisps...)
I've got to quit eating like this. Cheap packaged 'food' that really isn't food. This stuff is a poor imitation of what they made before the outbreak, anyway. *looks at the label* What kind of name is 'Soylent Green' for crisps? Bizarre. Ooowww! My back!!! *limps from kitchen to sitting room sofa* How am I going to work hunched over a drifter with this pain? Ahh, right!
(Bunny eyes the colourful display in the corner of her sitting area. They are boxes that contain a few things of her father's she collected and kept, but didn't have the heart or time to unpack, after his death. They have been in the corner for 4 years with a cloth over them, and she's decorated around them, and put knick-knacks on top. She clears the decorations away and fumbles through them.)
There you are! I thought you'd come in handy one day. Never throw away medicine because it's hard enough to get when LabCorp puts all it's resources into finding a vaccination... *opens bottle* I hope these pain tablets are still good. They're only a few years old so they may be a tad weak, but they should still work. Maybe I should take double. I have to be able to complete the experiment today.
(Dr. Bunny takes 2 of the old pain tablets and gulps them down. She tosses the bottle into her open satchel and closes the boxes, fixing them back as before. She gathers her notebooks and satchel and prepares to leave.)
Well, Bunny, another day, another chance to save humanity! I hope mother would be proud of me. And I hope the tablets work. I'm not going to make it through the day if I get pains every time I bend over...
(Bunny exits her housing unit and heads to her job at LabCorp...)
