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Jim walked to the bathroom and went at his teeth his his electric toothbrush before spitting it all out and making his way to the kitchen.

He came back to the kitchen and checked the fridge. Not in the mood to make anything fancy that morning, he reached to the top wrack -- the part of the fridge where they put the milk and other liquids -- and pulled out one of his bottles.

In the bottle is a creme-colored liquid that you could confuse for milk but was actually a dairy-free formula manufactured in town for babies Jim's age. People from outside of the town would compare the concoction to Slim Fast or some kind of protein shake, packed full of proper vitamins. The stuff has to be prepared stove-top, but it lasts for a week, so people who eat it can bottle a week's worth of it.

He took in a few mouthfuls of formula, lazily sucking on the rubber nipple, before he saw the clock that he had twenty minutes before the first bell. He almost spat the faux milk in shock.