Ah, my secret's out. Vanilla shortbread and cappuccino… for those rare moments of total bliss. Really, noona, you shouldn't have taken that photo. Or posted it. Though I am very grateful for the shortbread.

Almost as much as I'm grateful for the heart. At least that's precious and can't become any less so through overexposure.

My favourite shortbread on the other hand…

Treats are strange things, you know. They work so much better when you only have them once in a blue moon. They're more valuable, more desirable in a way, the rarer they are - and really, you can read into that what you will now.

I might as well enjoy it this time, especially since I can see it shortly becoming the local currency in this very flourishing barter economy that's driving the base. Food parcels are powerful bargaining chips when you have a base full of guys who are all craving treats while being grounded.

Though I'm convinced that even soju stops being a treat when you're drowning in it.