A Midnight Hunt
The hunger clawed inside our gut, demanding dark sweetness. We crept across the cool synthetic countertop until our claws bumped into a glossy wrapper. A bite-sized chocolate square. We sank our sharp grip into the foil, peeling back the crinkly skin with a quiet rip. The rich cocoa scent filled our senses instantly. We snapped off half the block, letting the thick chocolate melt on our tongue, claiming this sweet treasure for ourselves before slipping into the shadows.