Hungry, need food.

Jace realized he was ravenously hungry.
He could go to the cafeteria and get anything he wanted (Within the limits the project dieticians put on things), but he didn't want to give Chad the opportunity yet, so he headed for his room instead.

Each subject's room had most of the delivery systems available in one form or another. In addition to the laundry/clothing port (connected via a system Jace didn't fully understand to a basement industrial laundry combined with analysis lab), residents could order books, smaller electronics, and basic meals and/or snacks in sealed packaging through another. This one wasn't anything special, effectively just an enlarged and far more complex version of the pneumatic tube delivery systems Jace had seen at a few of the older banks - the ones that still offered physical money services. It could fit larger items inside, and took quite a bit longer to deliver things, but then he supposed it had to cover a larger distance.

Many of the subjects/residents who disliked crowds would order food through it most of the time, but everyone was required to take at least one meal a day on weekdays in the cafeteria. It was in the contract they'd signed. Luckily for Jace, it was Saturday, so he didn't have to risk a Chad encounter for two days.

MES wouldn't deliver more than a single "junk food" order a day though.

It was his biggest complaint about the system.

Jace punched in a request for a high protein meal, ticking the "post workout" box on the touchscreen. MES liked to keep it's subjects as healthy as possible, and though his preferences would be taken into account, the resulting meal they sent him would weight his health and recent activity more heavily.

Sure enough, a large smoothie bottle filled with (he was sure) a personally tailored healthy protein shake to maximize his workout gains appeared, 5 minutes later.

He was hungry enough that he'd already eaten 5 of the energy/protein bars every room had a stock of, but despite that, he was still ravenous. Grabbing the bottle, he started drinking the stuff as fast as possible, even though his usual response to this kind of thing was disgust.
A few minutes later, feeling a bit overfull suddenly, Jace was hit by a wave of exhaustion. He dropped the shake bottle back into the delivery container and sent it back, starting to pick up the wrappers he'd dropped in his eating frenzy. But apparently his exhaustion was stronger than he realized, because with a mild crinkle and a soft thump, he instead slumped to another floor atop the last 2 wrappers.

As he lapsed **** for the second time in one day, Jace briefly pondered the incredible comfort of the carpet in his room, wondering how he'd missed that until now.