From the author: If your past self let the cookie stash run empty, now's your chance to steal them back.
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Ten hours smiling at potential donors to the Temporal Branching Lab, and two more tour groups to go, but my snack stash held only a box of crumbs, without even a fleck of chocolate. The other graduate students had left some milk and a few wrinkled apples in the break room fridge, but stealing those wouldn't be worth the trouble tomorrow. For cookies, though, I'd shiv the lot of them.
My stomach growled. "Past self, why did you let the cookies run out? Current self wants cookies. Come on, past...