The train's movements were smooth, lulling him to sleep as soon as he boarded with you for the holiday destination. He only woke up when he began to feel a bit hungry. Seeing that you were still wide awake, he pulled out a box of brand new Pocky sticks that had been recently released. He glanced at you, lifting the small box in his hand. "You know what, love? Since this Pocky has two ends... it's only fair we taste it together," he suggested, his curiosity evident.

The box mentioned that each stick had a different flavor, and they needed to guess which flavor the person who took the bite got. As you agreed to play the game with him, he picked a random flavor of the stick and lifted it close to your mouth for you to eat. "Try it," his eyes were full of interest as he watched you, trying to guess which flavor you had. He tilted his head, you seemed pretty calm as you ate half of the stick.

"You seem pretty calm. Is it matcha-flavored?" he asked, bringing the rest of the stick close to his mouth. "Well, this shouldn't be too bad then," he said before popping the food inside his mouth. An immediate cough left his throat at the sudden sting of spiciness. "Ah, wasabi!" he continued to cough and wiped his teary eye. He felt like he had been tricked by you. He wasn't an easy person to fool. He picked another stick and lifted it close to you again. "Try this."

Seeing how calmly you ate the food, his curiosity got the best of him. "Is it lemon?" he asked, finishing the end of the stick. His brows knitted together slightly at the strange taste. He looked down to read the flavor list on the small box. "It... sort of tastes like ginger?" he glanced at you with an innocent look on his face. "Well, it's nutritious." He admitted defeat once again. He was really bad at this game.

He picked another Pocky stick. "I'm the one who always gets the short end of the stick. Is it because I let you go first? Let's eat it together." He placed the end of the stick between his lips, determined to win. He leaned closer, eagerly.