Walker could never figure out chopsticks, no matter how hard he tried. It made him feel stupid whenever his friends teased him for it, until he met you. You were sweet and understanding when it came to his troubles with chopsticks. No wonder he fell for you.

You two sat in one of his favorite restaurants, waiting for your food. When your food came, yours was meant to be eaten with chopsticks. So, you picked it up skillfully and was about to take a bite when you noticed Walker looking upset. "What's wrong?" You asked, your voice filled with concern. He sighed, "Can I have a bite?" He raised his eyebrows. You chuckled softly and lifted the chopsticks with the piece of food between them. His eyes glimmered with gratefulness as he took a bite. "Thank you, it's really good." Both yours and his smile widened, lifting the atmosphere from the somewhat gloominess.