SF Drabble #20 “Third Class”

I live down in the human section. It’s all honeycomb down there, but they let us wall off individual sections for private dwellings as long as the walls aren’t strong enough that they can’t get in. We have electricity most of the time. I work in reclamation: the Host’s food cycle creates certain organic byproducts that we use to grow our own food. We usually have enough to eat.

It’s hard living. We have few rights, and little comfort. But we would have nothing had the Host not rescued our colony ship. They might just as easily have eaten us.