Lakeside Desperation shitter!

The shitter is the main character in this scene, but let’s just take a moment to take in our surroundings. Not much of a roof on this bitch, it’s more like a perch. There are two half walls, and it’s within spitting distance of a mirelurk superhighway. We have an interesting view in the distance of the quay leading to Nordhagen beach and Fort Strong. Of course, the Prydwen lurks overhead. Within this shelter, if you can call it that, are the vapors of desperation: A bare mattress with some dumpster art and defunct Vault-Tec calendar overhead; an empty Culligan dispenser; a utility sink; most importantly, a shitter. There’s no cover, so this isn’t a lookout for the perimeter of the Boston Airport Ruins. Gonna go the safe route and say this guy was kicked out of a settlement. For what crimes, it is unclear, but possibly he never cleaned up after himself. Not a huge ask that you pick the shredded rebar and concrete bits off the damn floor, but what do I know. Maybe these were intended to become handy, manually-launched projectiles for when the radroaches come out at night.