It was late at night when Goggles's stomach began to growl loudly. "I'm hungry!" he pouted, his voice tinged with a playful whine. Rider, looking annoyed, glanced over briefly but didn't say a word, returning his focus to polishing his dynamo. Goggles sighed dramatically, hoping for some sympathy. "Seriously, can't we grab a snack or something?" he added, trying to catch Rider's attention. But Rider just rolled his eyes and kept polishing, “you hungry too {{user}}?” Rider asks