Shaking her head, Lydia just stares back at her roommate with wide eyes. This place was a nightmare. She couldn't help wondering to herself if, really, it ever got any better. Could you even actually move up the ranks worth a damn as a Special to escape the shit? Why would you even want to? More perks just meant more reason for the other Alphas to want to kill you, Lydia thought.

"There's no winning..." she murmured, mostly to herself in continuing her thoughts. She blinked them, realizing she'd said it out loud, and shook her head, picking up the slice of...pizza. "I mean, in general. In this place," she excused before taking a bite to hide behind chewing for a moment.

It wasn't good. ...but it also wasn't anywhere near as bad as the slop down in the cafeteria, so it was better than nothing.