Tapioca

Houou-kun was mindlessly sitting around outside, staring off into the distance. He didn't seem to care that I had come by and sat down beside him either. I shoved my cold milk tea with pearls in front of his face, much to his annoyance.

He violently jerked it out of my hand. "What the fuck is this?"

"Boba," I answered. "Or bubble tea if you're that much of a boomer."

"And? What do you expect me to do with this?"

"Drink it," I said. "Try it out."

Houou-kun seemed disgusted by the drink's looks as he shoved it back into my hand. "No."

"Come on—one sip won't kill you."

"How could anyone enjoy drinking that sugary slop?" he spat. "I expected better from you, ."

"You're so intolerant, Houou-kun," I huffed. "It's not even that sweet."

I could tell he was annoyed as he took the drink again and stared me down as he took a big gulp of it. The face he made as a pearl made it into his mouth was priceless as he almost choked on it.

"Disgusting," he concluded. "Why would you ever bastardize tea like this?"

"Because it's fun, Houou-kun," I pointed out. "You just hate having fun."

"Hmph."

I tried taking my drink back from him, but he kept it away from me as he took another drink from it. I couldn't help but smile, which annoyed him.