@ywsungjae : here i go again
it’s sad to say , but all good things must come to an end , and that includes the feat of the winter star . the night has grown and the potluck dinner is just about over , many of the attendees having already left to go back home . but there’s still a good number of people left , helping to clean up the room in anyway they can . such is the sight han returns back to from his perhaps poorly timed bathroom trip . and while he’s a bit exhausted from it all and wants nothing more than to bury himself under his blankets and given into sleep’s sweet embrace , he just can’t bring himself to leave without giving a hand in some way .
so like that , han’s found himself on trash duty , entrusted to carry the big black bag as everyone feeds it garbage . he makes his way around the room , exchanging small talk to each person as they throw in the scraps they held in their hands . ‘ how’s your chicken ? ’ is his attempt with sungjae - han’s second attempt of the night . he had caught sight of the other many times throughout the dinner , but never had the opportunity to give even a hello , only a small wave that sungjae , unfortunately , seemed to miss .
