—Feeling hungry after waking up in the midnight, he decided to take a look if there is anything for him to eat in the kitchen.

"Damn, I really hope Cyborg didn't empty the fridge again— oh?" He tilted his head as he saw an oreo ice cream being displayed right infront of his eyes. He grinned in victory as he took it in his hands.

'Do not touch' written obviously by you. He could tell from the handwriting instantly.

"Mehh, who cares! It's not like she'll know who ate it, right? Heh."