Tuna Surprise

Jonny leaned with his back against the wall. He stared upwards through the grates and into the world he would never live in. It was raining and he could see the surface dwellers with their fancy jackets and plaid umbrellas swiftly walking to their destinations. Down here, Jonny waited for something, anything to drop. He saw someone peering down; a pretty girl wiggled a finger through the metal opening at him. She slid down a sandwich and put her finger to her mouth in a shushing motion. Her mother pulled her along with a look of disgust. It was tuna salad.