Strap and Snap

I marched in from the balcony and charged straight for the front entryway! A hefty pair of running shoes was parked beside the bench, and one had a thick plastic buckle strapped across the laces. I dashed up the textured fabric toe, dropped into a crouch, and shoved both hands against the side prongs of the clasp. Click! The latch sprang open instantly, slapping back and launching me backward into a rolled-up gym sock. That spring release had serious kick! I bounced right back up, dusted off my knees, and examined the freed nylon strap.