Sep 13, 2023
OPEN STARTER, Day 2
Haneul shined a light on the snack bar in his hand, half of it newly flattened with his boot. He swiped a thumb over the expiration date. 2014. Scanning the ground in a circle, he halted at scattered wrappers, likely from some repair crew a decade ago unless one of his teammates was that sophomoric about hoarding food.
A pair of feet entered the beam from his flashlight. Haneul ran it up to just below the person's eyes.
"Do you want this? I don't like chocolate." The soft crinkles hit sharper in the dark when he wiggled the bar.
