sunlight.

Jaehwa giggled, the sound so uncharacteristic that she even surprised herself. “Wait wait wait— you’re telling me you think a shark would win in a fight against a tiger? But what if they’re on land? Then the shark is pretty much useless, silly!” She knew for a fact that had she been sober, this specific dilemma wouldn’t exactly be at the top of her list of things to stress over, but the alcohol in her system seemed to think otherwise.

How the topic started is unknown but it’s certainly not a surprise. As the one of few being sober, she gets to overhear or participate in strange and unique conversations. However, it was a shock to see the tough, arrogant commander being a bit girlish and silly. “And what if the tiger is in water?” She counters the argument with a raised brow before her drink came to her lips. After a sip, her gaze went to the fire. “Sharks have the thickest skin in the entire animal kingdom. The tiger’s bite wouldn’t break it—on land or not.”

Hanbin downed another massive sip of some alcoholic beverage he couldn’t quite place, as the label had been worn off at some point between the outbreak and the moment he got his hands on it. Though, no matter how much of the substance he downed, his anxieties wouldn’t quite go away, the same jittery feeling that plagued him at parties way before the outbreak hit still ever present. He just couldn’t manage to catch a break, could he? Still, he tried his best to ignore it, throwing himself into conversation with the person beside him. “Y’know, this probably isn’t the best use of alcohol that we could think of, but I’m not complaining,” he commented, the light of the bonfire illuminating his features. “How long do ya think the supply’ll last?”

“It isn’t.” Sunny bluntly replied. As a modern doctor forced to use ancient remedies with little to no technology and accurate supplies, it was devastating to see a major ingredient be used for pleasure. But with the carefree atmosphere, smiling faces and happy to be alive people, it’s worth it. That’s what she’s always wanted to do after all; make people feel better. “With the way everyone is drinking now, I’d give it until tomorrow night the latest. But—you know you can finish the box in an hour.” She playfully teased while leaning to bump his shoulder with her own. “I’m not curing your hangover in the morning.”

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Sunny felt unprofessional with a drink in her hand. Were the doctors allowed to have fun like the rest? Or were they suppose to be the guardian angels of the communities? It all felt surreal. A bonfire with alcohol in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. It was odd, yet, normal. However, her question was answered when a loud voice called for her. Her expression was nothing but shock at the state of the other. Her shy coworker? They share the same space but hardly communicate unless it’s about medicine. So to her surprise, they’re quite careless. Nonetheless, it brought a laugh. “Food?” She repeats. “Have you checked the supply box they brought out for everyone?”

                truth to be told, sumin isn’t entirely sure if this is even a good idea. a bonfire in the middle of zombie apocalypse? of course, that doesn’t sound ridiculous at all. everyone around her is laughing and talking and she doesn’t know what could be worse, but she’s doing none of that. instead she chooses to sit all by herself a little too far from the bonfire, that is until someone else shows up. “why aren’t you with the others?” she asks, knowing that they could ask her the same thing back. “it’s just too much for me, you know. i’m not really into that kind of shit,” she breathes out, taking a sip of her soju.

“I’ve never had a bonfire before so I was curious to see what it was like. It’s pretty, but it’s quite loud over there.” She confesses with a soft smile. “I didn’t mean to be a bother. I can let you be.”