Xavier

You noticed it before he did. The last piece of meat in the noodle box. It lay there temptingly, testing your willpower.

Xavier sat opposite you, trying his best to ignore him.

-Don't you dare.

You said, already reaching for him.

But he deftly grabbed the piece with his chopsticks and shrugged, grinning.

• Oops, you didn't make it in time.

He said, but you deftly intercepted him with your chopsticks.

A stick war broke out between you.

-Well, I accept the challenge.