That is staggeringly bad luck. I'm almost impressed, as awful as that sounds.

[Sniff sniff. The veggie mix was starting to smell good, and she couldn't help but be impressed by both that and the frank talk. How to fix it, she wasn't sure, but spelling out the reasons they struggled helped immensely.

Though, their little group was called Bad End = Dead End. It seemed to court misfortune.]

But it's good that we're taking action to fight it. Resting on our laurels because we've been pushed around by the system would just be distasteful.