Bokyung let the cigarette cling to the corner of his mouth and resumed shaving away chunks of the apple he'd started on the way back from the store. He alternated puffs of the cigarette with bites of apple.
"Oats," he said. "Salt pork. Some extra salt, so we can hunt. A few apples."
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Date: 2016-11-18 04:52 am (UTC)"Oats," he said. "Salt pork. Some extra salt, so we can hunt. A few apples."